Chapter 9: Crowy's a Player?

"I love him!" Leafpool snarled at Nightcloud. The short-lived friendship that they had shared went down the drain as soon as Nightcloud mentioned how good Crowfeather was in bed.

"You gave him up!" Nightcloud yelled indignantly. "I'm his mate!"

"He loved me first! And he only got with you because he needed to prove his loyalty. Can't you guess where he sneaks off to in the night? That's right bitch, MY DEN!" Leafpool yowled.

"Slut! You just keep wishing he was yours! You can't give him up because your too damn selfish and don't care what others feel or think!" The quarreling she-cats where starting to arouse quite a scene at the Gathering.

"What's your problem?!" Screamed a very pissed off Blackstar.

"She is!" Both cats snapped, before turning to each other and starting a wimpy cat spat.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Thundered Onestar. Both cats broke away and stared, fuming, at the WindClan leader. "Now can you explain what the hell is going on?"

"She's not supposed to have a mate, and the skank has been sleeping with my mate!" Nightcloud accused.

"We all knew that!" Leopardstar said, rolling her eyes. The rest of the cats at the Gathering nodded, somewhat amused that the Leafpool and Nightcloud hadn't noticed.

"I think it's pretty damn awesome that Crowfeather's got two she-cats." Breezepelt spoke up, and most of the other tomcats murmured in agreement, then broke of quickly when their mates glared mutinously at them.

Crowfeather looked rather proud to be seen as a player. He needed a few more conquests, and he'd have himself a different kitty to play with every day of the week(I know, cats don't have weeks. Deal.)

"Chill out ladies!" he said smoothly. He walked up to the pair, noticing how all the other she-cats looked at him curiously, wondering what so drew their friends to this tom. Many a dirty thought was conjured up among the female population as Crowfeather swaggered through the crowd. "I feel the same way about both of you."

"And that way would be?" Leafpool inquired.

"Don't you know already?" Crowfeather whispered to her, making the medicine cat shiver with lust.

"You know where to find me when you want me." He added to the Gathering, before stalking off back to his den. The eyes of most she-cats followed him, somewhat aroused by the prospect.

A/N: I've been pretty stumped on what to write recently. Feel free to send me your ideas! And I'm wondering about lemons or smutt...should I or should I not? Tell me what you think! And please read my other story, The Apocalypse: The Beginning of the End. You don't really need to know much about the book, it'll be pretty self-explanatory, but I would like you to read it! Who doesn't love the zombie apocalypse?

Another thing...so far this story has been just for fun, with a random, meaningless plot and little character development along with severly lacking proper editing. Do you think I should turn it into a real story? It'll still be funny, and all drama-y, just in the proper form. I can keep on with the rambling randomness if you'd like though.

Tell me what you think!

One last note- this is what me and one of my best friends would be like if we where anything like Leafpool and Nightcloud. Thankfully we're not, and we can give up a guy for the sake of our friendship! Yay Tabby and me! Yes, it's depressing, but we'll get through it. Promise.