Hawkpaw and Ivypaw

A young, white and silver she-cat with deep blue eyes was sitting on the top of small, steep hill alone with her ears down and was crying. Her mentor Crystalheart had found out about her secret relationship with her slave and now the whole clan knows about it and she was being punished for it. It's against the slave law for a warrior/apprentice to even mate or fall in love with a slave and the consequences for breaking it were severe. Now, her warrior ceremony and her slave's naming ceremony was postponed until further notice and all the she-cat could do was being confined in camp, tending to the elders, or reviewing battle or hunting moves with Crystalheart. Meanwhile, a dark brown tom with a white chest, belly, and ice-blue eyes was walking towards the direction of the hill. He was angry and upset about the whole reveal and now his naming ceremony was postponed until further notice and he was stuck in camp for the time being. The tom passed through a few bushes and trees until stopping a few feet from the hill to see his master sitting on top of it. The tom walked quietly behind the she-cat, wondering if she was alright. He walked over and sat next to her; seeing the tears streaming down from her eyes. She looked at him.

"Ivypaw, are you okay?" he asked.

"What do you think?! Of course I'm not okay." Ivypaw sobbed.

She laid her head on the tom's muzzle; sobbing uncontrollably. The tom placed his head on top of Ivypaw's for comfort and after a few moments, she let go of him and looked away: ashamed and full of guilt.

"I'm sorry Hawkpaw, it's just...I can't believe Crystalheart would just humiliate me like that in front of the entire clan and now, there's no way I'll ever get my warrior name." Ivypaw sobbed.

"Don't blame yourself for this. This is all Crystalheart's fault. If she hadn't stuck her nose into our business, none of this would've happened. We would've got our names sooner and we would've been left alone by everyone else." he meowed in anger.

"Crystalheart's my mentor, Hawkpaw. Even if I'm her first apprentice, she knew that I would never support the slave law." Ivypaw signed.

"Stupid slave law. I hate it, I really do. I don't understand why Whitestar can't just let us go. It's not that hard; just say the word and we're free." he meowed frustrated.

"You know Whitestar can't do that. He has to go through this with the Star Council and even they are just as horrible as everyone else." Ivypaw snarled.

"Come on Ivypaw, you know not everyone is like that." Hawkpaw reminded.

"Well still. It seems that we're the only ones doing something about it." Ivypaw scoffed.

After a few moments, both cats remained silent. Ivypaw looked up at the stars and thought about her parents and their past views. Since she was a kit, Ivypaw has already had a hard life. When she was a kit, her father died from greencough and when Ivypaw was an apprentice, her mother died from the sickness of greencough while giving birth to her brother Wolfkit. If there was anything Ivypaw knew about her parents, it was that they were proud supporters of the slave law. Ivypaw knew her parents would be disappointed at her, but she didn't care; they were dead anyway, it's not like they could just stop her from doing the right thing. Unfortunately, Ivypaw couldn't save Wolfkit; he was just like his parents. He was like everyone else. Looking back on it now, Ivypaw wondered if her parents ever knew of her hatred of the slave law. It was no secret, everyone knew she was close to Riverstripe before she died, but still...Ivypaw wasn't sure. She looked up at the stars with a sad glance.

"I wonder if our parents are proud of us?" Ivypaw meowed.

Hawkpaw looked at her surprised and thought of the same thing. Born to slave parents, Hawkpaw was taught to obey any warrior commands even if the cat commanding it got on his nerves, but Hawkpaw didn't want such a life. He wanted to be free, to speak his own thoughts, to hunt whenever he wanted to, to fight for himself, and to choose whether or not he wanted kits, but for now, he would have to live as a slave. Hawkpaw looked at Ivypaw with a smile.

"Huh, your parents wouldn't. My parents...maybe." he meowed.

"What do you mean? Didn't you say that your parents wanted you to obey warrior commands?" Ivypaw asked surprised.

"Hm true, but even as a kit, I could tell that they hated the slave law just as much as I did." Hawkpaw scoffed.

"Hm, well I don't care. I don't care what anyone says, I just want to be with you." Ivypaw purred.

"I want to be with you too." Hawkpaw purred.

Ivypaw laid her head Hawkpaw's chest and he laid his head on top of Ivypaw's. Their tails twined together and both cats looked at each other with love admiration.

"I love you." Hawkpaw meowed.

"I love you too." Ivypaw meowed.