2-1-20 2:12 PM

Okay so for this chapter i'm kinda doing something different, it'll be short little burst of POV for Firemoon, then for Bluefur. Hopefully this isn't to messy or jumps around to much.

Sunlight shined through the branches above. Making spots of light in the darkness of the forest. Firemoon padded through the brush. His tail sweeping across the leaf scatter as Bluefur padded up behind him.

"Found anything?" She mewed, her gaze flickering around the forest.

He shook his head. "No, nothing. It's like they just disappeared." He paused, his ears straining to hear anything. "No bone, no scents, nothing to use as a den."

Bluefur sighed heavily, irritation glowing in her eyes. "So they take our prey, attack us, then what? Just up and leave? That makes no sense!" Claws unsheathing she clawed the grass in frustration.

Flicking his tail over her ears he nodded. "I know. If they just wanted prey why attack our camp? And how did they find it without us noticing that there was cats around?" How did they do that? No tracks, or any signs that they had been around our campsight..

"Did they possibly have help?" Whispered Bluefur, her blue orbs narrowed in thought.

Firemoon frowned. Who would betray their Clan? He had seen how close everyone was, even the more aggressive cats had mates or friends. Could it be all an act? Firemoon had lived in the city for most his life. He had seen the darkness where most haven't, and it wasn't pretty.

...

They walked back to camp in silence. Both thinking their own thoughts as a light rain fell. Bluefur was having a hard time thinking stright thought. There was to much to think about. Between the fact of the rogues, the prey being chased away with so much rain, and Oakheart..

Oakheart. Why was that bothering her so much? It was so simple to have stayed at camp. Laying in her nest, curled up beside Firemoon in a warm embrace. But it was like something was messed up. She had started to get that feeling after the birth of Snowfur's kits. Somehow she seemed to focus more on Whitekit, and seem to sometimes forget about the other two like they weren't really there.

Then came when the kittens were two moons old. Grief had suddenly hit her heavily. Like she had lost someone close. But nothing had actually happened. Then the horrid dreams about a she-cat's scream, the noise of a monster in the backround.

Jumping Bluefur glanced up. Seeing her mate looking at her with concern glowing in his eyes. "Are you okay?" He asked softly, shifting on his paws as water-droplets fell from his whiskers.

"Of course I'm fine," she snapped, wincing at how the replie came into a hiss. For a second she thought about apologizing, but instead flattened her ears and brushed past him.

...

Looking down at a peice of prey between his paws Firemoon sighed. The rain had stopped after they got to camp. And the sun shined bright, with the queens letting the kits out to play. Warriors chatted and hunted, with the elders gossiping like usual. But he stayed out of this all. Pressed back to a shady area where the others weren't going to.

He had lost track of Bluefur after her snapping at him. He thought she went to the warrior's den, but Rosetail had said that she wasn't there.

"Hey, Firemoon -- what's with the long face?" Snowfur had woundered over to him. Her bright blue eyes blinked down at him as she spoke.

The ginger tom flicked an ear. "It's nothing Snowfur," he mewed, sitting up to look around, "how are the kits?"

Snowfur didn't answer right away. Her gaze stayed on him, her eyes burning into his pelt as a frown laced her muzzle. "There's something wrong. Is it about Bluefur?" Suddenly worry flickered into Snowfur's eyes at the mention of the blue-gray warrior.

He shifted uncomfortably. It would he nice to share his troubles, but he had always just spoken to Bluefur. Not anyone else. But I can't speak with her about this. "She's been acting weird recently. I thought it was just with everything going on but.." he sighed. "And she's been getting more snappy, talking less and all."

Nodding slowly the white queen frowned. "Before you came along, Firemoon, she had always acted like that. Or, after our mother died in a battle against WindClan." She explained with a distant look in her eyes.

"Oh?" He looked forward. Emerald gaze watching the blue sky as white fluffy clouds passed by. Did he upset her or something? "She sometimes would speak of her mother, Moonflower, right?"

Snowfur nodded, a small smile on her maw. "She was always there for us. And I sometimes like to think that she's here with us," the queen sighed, suddenly looking as if her energy had been pulled away.

The ginger tomcat touched her shoulder lightly with his tail-tip. "You look tired, Snowfur," he mewed, "go get some rest. I'll stay and look after your three kits."

For a second she paused. Her blue gaze flickering to her kittens who rustled in the swaying grass before nodding slowly. "Thanks, i'll come and get them before sundown."

...

Walking through the forest Bluefur had her head low. After feeling stuck in the den she decided to go outside once again. Just to clear her head and get a freshly killed meal. Sighing the blue-gray warrior paused, jaws opened slightly to scent the air.

Her mouth watered as she scented a rabbit. Spotting the plump animal as it moved around a grassy spot. Bluefur dropped into a crouch. Her ears flattening back as she stalked forward. Placing her paws softly on the ground before she became within a pouncing distance.

The wind picked up, and she felt it rush into her face. Her eyes narrowed as the rabbit spotted her, giving a loud squeak as it tried to run. Leaping forward her claws sliced over its throat. Blood dripped down her paws as the animal laid still at her paws.

"Nice catch," fur bristling she glanced up. Claws unsheathing as a brown tomcat slipped out of the ferns.

Bluefur sighed inwardly, giving the tom a cold glare. "What are you doing in ThunderClan territory?" She growled.

Shrugging Oakheart sat down, his tail curling at his paws. "I wanted to see you. Defiantly since you didn't make it to our meeting."

"I didn't go, Oakheart, I have a mate! And this is completely against the warrior code." She added impatiently. Couldn't he see that, defiantly when he was a deputy with his brother as the leader?

Frowning Oakheart looked betrayed. His eyes flicking backward as his tail dropped. "Who? The only cat your ever with is that rogue!" He hissed, amber eyes widening in disbelief. "Him? Why would you ever get with someone who was a disgusting unlawful cat?"

"He's not unlawful!" She spat angrily, tail lashing as she bared her teeth. "In fact, he has more common since then you do! Coming into my territory more than once trying to meet with me? I should have Crookedstar hear all about this!"

Oakheart growled. His claws unsheathing into the ground. "You'll be sorry about this once that rogue betrays you. He'll never fit into Clan life, and when he does I'll be waiting, just over the border." Spinning around Oakheart stormed through the bracken.

2-4-20 6:08 PM