Thanks to my 2 lovely and lonely reviewers! (Nyeh Creampuff and Silversparrow19) Thanks 4 the reviews and the inspiration to write further on!! On with the story, fine sir!
Me2: Hey, there aren't guys on Fanfiction!
Me: you're right...in that case, on with the story fine lady! It doesn't sound as cool...-pouty face-
me2: Too bad you betch!
Me: Did you swear at me?!
me2: yep!
Me: Bully!
me2: Aw, just shut up and get on with the story!
Me: Florence doesn't own warriors
me2: uh, yeah you do!
Me: No I don't!
me2: Yeah you do!
Me: No I don't!
me2: Prove it!
Me: If I did own warriors, Rainwhisker would still be alive!
me2: You're right...
Me: Ahem, now that that is over, on with the story fine sir!
me2: There aren't any guys on Fanfiction!
Me: aw, just shut your fricken mouth so the nice people can read the story...
me2: I'm also called the dark side of Florence! -looks at Florence- We will continue this fight in the next chapter!
Me:...
Chapter 28
Rushingbrook's POV
Rushingbrook shivered. She was a warrior! Oh how long she strived for that one moment when she had the satisfactory of knowing what her warrior name was before she lived the rest of her life with it.
Leafpool looked pleased, that was a given. The Medicine cat's fur fluffed out affectionately when she and her sister received their warrior names.
She stiffened as she watched all the cats walk away. The way that they all seemed separate from each other, it didn't feel right. They were a Clan, not a nest of rogues! Why should they act like one?
Clans were supposed to be together, not scattered like an unfinished jigsaw puzzle!
Rushingbrook stalked off to the warrior's den to get her mind off of the Clan and on making a nest.
She prodded some moss, looking for an open place for a nest.
Owlstorm padded up behind her. "There's room next to me," He offered.
Rushingbrook turned around and her heart fluttered. "Okay, if there's room."
Owlstorm smiled and flicked his ears to where he slept. He was telling the truth, there was a space right by her.
Rushingbrook, feeling an uneasy bit of warmth to the warrior, meowed in her sweetest tone, "Thanks, Owlstorm."
"No problem." His eyes sparkled when she said his name.
There was a slightly uneasy silence between the two of them, and almost as if StarClan had sent her, Fluffytail ran up to her sister and meowed excitedly, "Can you believe that we're finally warriors?!"
Rushingbrook shook her head, almost like she was shaking her head to a kit. "I can't believe it."
"I couldn't believe it when I was a warrior either." Owlstorm put out.
Fluffytail whipped her head around to him. "Did I ask you?!" She hissed.
Owlstorm pulled back as if he had been stung. "I'm sorry, I guess." He started. "I didn't mean to………intrude, on you and your sister."
Rushingbrook's jaw dropped. "Fluffytail! Why did you snap at him?!" she demanded.
Fluffytial narrowed her eyes. "I thought you said something like, 'You're too young for him!'"
Rushingbrook hissed with frustration at what she said when she was an apprentice. "Well, we're warriors now! There's a reason to be looking for a mate!"
"But you said that you never wanted a mate or kits!"
"When did I say that?!" Rushingbrook demanded.
Fluffytail let out a frustrated breath. "Why can't you remember anything?! You said that when we were kits in the nursery!"
Rushingbrook stood still with a cold realization that what her sister said was true.
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-flashback-
Sorreltail licked Rushingkit's head and muttered, "Sometimes, I wonder why I ever had kits with the way that they disobey all the time!"
Fluffykit coked her head in an inquiring way. "What do you mean, Sorreltail?"
Sorreltail sighed. "I'm not your real mother, Leafpool is." She gave them some time to absorb it all in before continuing. "You have no idea how much pain and sadness she's gone through having kits."
Rushingkit looked and felt horrified. "I don't think I ever want kits!" she mewed.
Fluffykit stared at Rushingkit. "You mean that you don't even want a mate, much less kits?!"
"That's exactly what I mean!" Rushingkit meowed proudly.
Fluffykit shot her sister a look filled with seriousness. "Do you know what that means?"
Rushingkit nodded. "I never want kits or a mate, they can only bring pain for us, you saw it with Leafpool—I mean mother"
"Do what you want; it's your life."
-End flashback-
Fluffytail looked at Rushingbrook while Rushingbrook quivered and remembered everything that had gone on when they were kits.
"Well, do you remember yet?!"
Rushingbrook nodded. "I take it back, Fluffytail"
Fluffytail's eyes softened and she mewed in a low voice, "I just want you to know that I can take care of myself. I'm not a kit anymore, so stop treating me like one."
Rushingbrook nodded slowly. "I'm the oldest in the litter; it's my job to look after you."
Fluffytail's tail froze still and started lasing as she snapped up her head. All of her muscles tensed. "Just because you're the oldest doesn't mean that I'm any less than you!"
"I never said it did," Rushingbrook mewed soothingly.
"You just did," Fluffytail hissed bitterly.
Rushingbrook thrust her head up. "What is with you lately?! You've been so weird these past few days!" Ever since we fought the first time, Rushingbrook noticed, frightened.
"How would you know, I mean you've been padding after Owlstorm and Beaverpaw."
Rushingbrook unsheathed her claws and dug them into the ground. "I never padded after Beaverpaw!" she defended.
"Oh yeah? Explain this then: you and I fight, You Beaverpaw, Qauilpaw and Owlstorm start hanging out, Beaverpaw makes you laugh, I accuse you of padding after him, and you act as if I accused you of murder!" Fluffytail hissed.
Rushingbrook was rather taken aback after that snap that Fluffytail snarled, then she thought up a stinging retort, but before she could spit it at her sister, Eagleclaw pushed in-between them and mewed, "Just calm down, the both of you!"
Fluffytail looked at Eagleclaw. "Eagleclaw, are you okay?"
Eagleclaw looked her in the eye. "I just don't think that you should fight like that; it doesn't really help anything. Maybe you two should talk about whatever's getting to you and then you could stop making the Warriors' den an amphitheater!"
Rushingbrook's jaw dropped again. What Eagleclaw said was actually true. "Um………..thanks, Eagleclaw; you can go now."
The gray and white warrior nodded quickly and ran out into the middle of the camp, and asked Firestar if he could lead the next patrol.
"What got into him?" Fluffytail asked "It's like a StarClan spirit got into him and made him kind and responsible!"
Rushingbrook nodded. "There's something fishy about him being this—this—this responsiblility. Eagleclaw isn't supposed to be responsible!"
"Owlstorm is the responsible one!" Fluffytail pointed out.
"Yeah," Rushingbrook meowed. "Now, how about we talk this fight out?"
Fluffytail nodded. "Okay, you're angry at me for being interested in an older tom, and I want you to mind your own business,"
"Yeah, pretty much"
"So, I think that you should just drop it and we forget the whole thing." Fluffytail mewed.
Rushingbrook nodded. "I'll be okay with that"
"Okay, then. It's settled" Fluffytail meowed.
"We won't talk about mates until we're both older and we understand more about love."
Fluffytail smiled. "I like that idea"
Fin (the fancy way to say, 'finish')
With all due respect,
Florence Pinky-poo
(And the dark side of Florence Pinky-poo)
Me: YAY! Another chapter is done!
me2 (The dark side of Florence Pinky-poo): Review, or I'll capture Florence and not let her update!
me: -flinches while the dark side of Florence Pinky-poo takes out a sword and puts it to her throat- PLEASE REVIEW!!
the dark side of Florence Pinky-poo: -EVIL grin- I think that she'll write, but only for me!! That meaning, I'll know what happens, and you won't!
me: Nooooooooooooooooooo!! Be nice to the nice people!
the dark side of Florence Pinky-poo: They weren't nice to you when they didn't review!
me: -gaspeth- you're right! That reminds me: we need more ideas for a series name!
the dark side of Florence Pinky-poo: give name suggestion!
Me:...YEAH!
