Fireheart
So that's what fluff head has been up to all this time. Chasing a she cat! From RiverClan! Fireheart snorted in disgust as he turned away from the sickly sweet scene before him. How could this mindless rule follower make such an annoying mistake? What did he expect, true love? Fireheart raked his claws across a tree. Love was just another word for pain.
He padded towards the ThunderClan camp, pondering his plans. With his "friend" smashing up the Warrior Code, what could he do to regain face? He wouldn't be looked kindly upon. If I reveal their love, then cats will think I'm a snitch. And if I don't, then they'll call me a rule breaker too! It was a no win situation.
He stopped dead in his tracks. Wait a second. What was he thinking?! Cats in love will do anything for those they love. So maybe… Maybe that could be useful. It would be nice to have a pair of eyes inside of RiverClan. It shouldn't be too difficult to convince a she cat. After all, anycat who fell in love with Graystripe probably wasn't too bright anyway. He padded back towards his hiding spot behind a tree. He had to catch this she cat alone. If Graystripe interfered, everything could get ruined. If it isn't already.
Finally, the two lovers went there separate ways. Graystripe padded off through the forest, a dreamy look in his eyes. The she cat watched him go before turning to swim back to RiverClan. That's when Fireheart made his move.
The flame colored tom bounded down from the treeline, "Hey! Wait up!"
The she cat whipped around, snarling, "Stay back if you don't want to get shredded!"
Fireheart slowed to a stop, "I'm Fireheart, I'm a friend of Graystripe. I just want to talk to you."
She glared at him, "You're a friend of Graystripe's?"
"Yes."
She eyed him catiously, "Alright, talk fast."
"First I need to know your name."
The she cat only hesitated for a moment before mewing, "Silverstream."
Fireheart struggled to look innocent, "Well, that's a very nice name."
"Do I look like a kit?" Fireheart felt his patience wearing thin. This cat was much smarter than Graystripe.
"It's just, I need to know a few things about RiverClan. Nothing bad, you know, just curious," when the she cat didn't answer, Fireheart continued, "You could just meet up with me at Gatherings and tell me what's been going on. We'd get to know eachother better."
Silverstream cocked her head to the side, "How stupid do you think I am? Of course I won't spy for you!"
"It wouldn't be spying-"
"Don't think you can play with me like some kind of idiot butterfly!"
Anger flared up inside of Fireheart, "You know what you're doing here is against the Code! I would use a better tone with me if I was you."
Silverstream's blue eyes hardened like twin chips of ice, "Are you threatening me, fox heart?"
"I could ruin both you and Graystripe with a few words. Do what I say, and I'll keep it a secret."
"I don't think so," Silverstream hissed, "I think you'll keep it a secret anyway. Because I know that you killed Whiteclaw."
Fear flashed through Fireheart, but he ignored it, "You can't prove it!"
"Oh yes I can! I saw it with my own eyes! And Graystripe will agree with me." If Graystripe agrees with her… Tigerclaw would love to have me thrown out of the Clans.
He unsheathed his claws menacingly, "Well then you know I've killed once. What makes you think I wouldn't do it again?"
She glared at him, no trace of fear in her gaze, "Because you're a coward. And you know the second me and Graystripe are revealed, I'll know it was you. And I'll take you down with us." With that, she turned and slipped into the dark, cold water of the lake. Fireheart couldn't help but purr darkly. That plan had backfired.
