Several moons later...
"Fireheart! Over here!"Cinderpaw and Brightpaw called as the handsome young warrior walked into camp, his mouth full of prey.
He twitched his tail in acknowledgement as he, followed by the beautiful young silver and white she-cat that emerged from the gorse tunnel with him, approached the prey pile.
Windsong bent to pick up a mouse as he straightened up with a squirrel, "I'll catch you later, Fireheart?"
He nodded and she watched him bound over to the apprentices with a strange feeling in her chest. Shaking it off, she turned to head to the warriors den to sit with the guys when she ran into Sandstorm, "Oh! Sorry."
The older warrior looked her over rudely and sniffed indignantly. She stuck her head in the air, raised her tail, and pushed past her. Glancing in disdain away from her. Windsong looked after the ginger she-cat until she became aware of a presence behind her.
"Don't worry about her, Windsong." Graystripe mewed good naturedly as he looked between an squirrel and mole, "She's just mad that you took all of Fireheart's attention away from her."
"Actually, you guys," Dustpelt sniffed the freshkill pile before taking a quail, "I heard the whole conversation between the two of them."
He walked over where Airslash was sitting in front of the den. Windsong hurried after him. Shamefully eager for once to hear gossip. Graystripe panicked and looked urgently between both of the fresh kills.
Longtail, who was sitting beside Darkstripe near the medicine cat's den rolled his eyes and hissed, "Just take both of them, for Starclan's sake!"
Graystripe snatched up both of them and raced across the clearing to where Dustpelt was settling down.
"What happened?" Ravendive happened to be passing by on his way to find some Catmint stopped to listen.
"Well, it's not that much of a story,"Even though Dustpelt took pleasure in their eager faces, "It all started when Redtail died. He tried to talk to Sandstorm, but she..." For lack of a better way of putting it, "Told him to get lost and find someone else to hang around."
Ravendive sucked in air through his teeth, "Ouch."
"That would explain why he's been avoiding her these past couple of moons..." Graystripe said thoughtfully.
"More like season cycles," Airslash corrected.
Windsong looked back to where Sandstorm had disappeared. And all of this started because me and him became friends... Suddenly she realized what was going on. Sandstorm was jealous! All this time she'd assumed it was because she was a kittypet. When in fact she'd wanted Fireheart's attentions just as much as Windsong! Then another thought... question... popped into her mind. Making her doubt everything she knew about him. Was that the only reason he hung out with me? Because he'd been turned away from Sandstorm?
CHETAHLUV: Srry! Its been sooo long and this chpt is rlly short!
FIREHEART: Wow... Is this wht the world has come 2? My buddies tlk about me bhind my bck?
RAVENDIVE: I'm a medicine cat. i am excused.
GRAYSTRIPE: I am ur bf... i am excused.
DUSTPELT: I am ur non-bf... i am excused.
WINDSONG: I am a gurl... i am excused.
AIRSLASH: I am-
FIREHEART: ...
AIRSLASH: -nothing... i am excused.
SANDSTORM: CHETAHLUV owns nothin but the plot... sorta...
CHETAHLUV: HEY! Dnt 4get the smilely face! ;P