First Words
A/N: Originally this was posted as a separate story, but I decided that I wanted all my songfics to be in one story together, so I moved it over here.
This is a one-sided TawnyxStorm fic, with my song, First Words. Oh, and yes, I am aware that Stormpaw, Featherpaw, and Tawnypaw became warriors AFTER The Darkest Hour, but in this story, they become warriors IN THE MIDDLE of it. Otherwise, it doesn't go with the song very well. Oh and Sunset NEVER HAPPENED in this story.
Disclaimer: I don't own Warriors, but the song First Words is all mine!!
I slunk through the undergrowth. My mind was reeling. I had just-just-left ThunderClan. I was headed to ShadowClan. To see Tigerstar. My father. The murderer.
He had started this. If he hadn't gone off and murdered everybody, I'd be a normal apprentice. Now, I was hated. I was hated!
Well, I couldn't say that I wasn't scared. No, I was terrified. What if they didn't accept me? What if I was banished? I certainly wasn't going back to ThunderClan!
Okay, so I admit that I was scared
Didn't want to go, and didn't give a care
'Bout who I knew
And who accepted me…
"Tawnypaw!" I heard Tigerstar yowl my name. I braced myself for a nasty remark. I had probably forgot to give the elders their lunch
But when he came near me, his eyes were soft. "You've been working all day. Go hunting, and please, come back with something! We're starving!"
I ran off. Now I could show ShadowClan how useful I was. Unwillingly, I ran to FourTrees. I stopped and sniffed the air, and was surprised when the scent that reached me was not of prey, but of cat.
I met a cat by the border
He smelt of RiverClan
And looked about my age
I said "Hi"
And I was surprised when his first words were…
"Hi! I'm Stormpaw! What's your name?" The gray tom asked quietly.
I smiled, and drew myself up. "I'm Tawnypaw, apprentice of ShadowClan, and daughter of Tigerstar." Let's see how he'd react to that.
He smiled. "So what if you're the daughter of Tigerstar?" I smiled. I already liked this cat.
"Stormpaw! Come on!" I heard a voice yowl.
"Coming, Featherpaw!" He yowled back. He turned to me, "My sister, she…doesn't like me talking to strangers." He turned to go, but quickly turned back around.
"Meet me here at Moonhigh"
Do you want to come over (come over)
Hang out (hang out)
Everybody's comin' down to my camp
I stared at his retreating figure. Moonhigh. Stormpaw. I couldn't get his calm face out of my head. All through the night, and even the next day, all I could think about was him.
It wasn't until Sunhigh the next day that I remembered about the meeting. I had missed it. Now Stormpaw probably hated me.
I said, "I don't know, I can try."
He looked at me and said,
"Meet me here at Moonhigh."
"Tawnypaw, do you promise to protect and defend the warrior code, even at the cost of your life?" Tigerstar's deep voice rang out through the clearing. I nodded.
"I do."
He paused. I wondered, if maybe, far away, Stormpaw was going through the same thing.
"Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. Tawnypaw, from this moment you will be known as Tawnypelt…"
Tawnypelt…Tawnypelt…Tawnypelt…
And everything was changing,
For better, or for worse,
And every time I closed my eyes,
I couldn't rid myself of that innocent look
I curled up on the uncomfortable bracken nest. Just one night ago, Tigerstar had announced that we were going to join forces with RiverClan to create TigerClan. The only good thing that came out of that was the fact that I got to spend all my time with Stormfur.
Yes, he was now Stormfur.
There was only one thing standing in between Stormfur and I.
His sister, Feathertail.
I fell in love with a smoky gray warrior
There was nothing keeping us apart…
But his sister, she was
Always by his side.
I winced in pain. I had reopened my rat bite from earlier on the journey. Hopefully, the so-called Tribe of Rushing Water cats would have a medicine cat with them.
I heard a rusting in the bushes. I looked up, expecting to see that pretty tribe-cat, Brook. Instead, I was surprised when Stormfur stood in front of me.
We both stared at each other for a long, awkward moment. Finally, he spoke,
"I'm scared," he meowed quietly. He dropped his voice down to a whisper and added, "For Feathertail and Crowpaw."
Of course. I should have known. Feathertail had gone off and fallen in love with Crowpaw, the prickly WindClan apprentice. But while Stormfur was moping about that, he couldn't even see that I was sitting there, right under his nose!
Well, I guess we had grown closer on the journey. But, then again, we've all grown closer.
Brook walked up to us. She meowed a greeting to Stormfur, and blushed. I was taken aback when Stormfur pressed his muzzle into her side.
Not Stormfur. Please, not Stormfur. Not my Stormfur.
Curse you, Brook.
I was scared
Things weren't going
The way I planned them
I smiled. It was good to be with my Clan again. Even if it was in the mountains. We were all journeying, every Clan, to our new home. I think we were shaken up a bit. After Smokepaw's death, and the eagle attack, no one had been off guard.
Thankfully, the Tribe had been there.
Of course, that made Stormfur very happy.
LATER…
I searched the faces as we lined up to leave. I knew I had to tell Stormfur I loved him now.
Leopardstar asked him what he was doing. My heart tore in two as he replied, "I'm staying here." He went into this long explanation about how he didn't have anything left in the Clans.
Wrong! I thought. You have me.
I spotted Brook next to him. It was all her fault. If she hadn't been here, Stormfur wouldn't have fallen in love, and everything would be perfect.
I opened my mouth. I had to tell him. At least mouth it to him. If I didn't, I'd regret it forever.
When I opened my mouth, and caught his eye, I tried to say it. I really did. The words kept catching in my throat. Soon, it was time to leave. I turned around and made my way down to my waiting Clan.
I never looked back.
He left me for a pretty little girl
She didn't even live in my side of the world
He left us saying, "See you later."
But he never, ever
Ever came back.
Every night, I dreamed that he would come back. And every morning, I'd wake up, sad as ever.
Rumors went around that he was coming back. I didn't believe it. Had it been a moon ago, I would have, but I had given up all hope of Stormfur coming back.
One day, though, I heard a rumor. A cat had heard that Stormfur had a daughter, and apparently, knew what its name was.
Tawny Feather of the Eagle.
Named after me, and Feathertail. Of course, she was named after me, because her name would be Tawny.
Maybe there was still hope.
And his first words were…
Do you want to come over (come over)
Hang out (hang out)
Everybody's comin' down to my camp
I said, "I don't know, I can try."
He looked at me and said,
"Meet me here at Moonhigh."