Here's another challengeeeeeeee! :) introducing one of my oc's, Bloodstar!

#4 challenge, So, this is about a she-cat who is popular (her Clan or all Clans) and she can get a deformity or really anything, as long as at the end she gets teased.

Silverstripe was the most beautiful cat in all the clans. She had sleek silver fur with one gray stripe down her back, and a long gray tail. Her eyes were captivating, greener than the forest grass, and her body was sleek and long.

She was a part of ShadowClan, but every Clan adored her, so the entire Lake was in peace, as Silverstripe's leader, a sly she-cat called Skystar, had recognized Silverstripe's potential and brought her to every gathering to charm. The other Clans had one weakness; all of the leaders were toms, and so the moment they laid eyes on Silverstripe, they were peace-loving creatures.

Then came that fateful night... Silverstripe smirked as she walked into the gathering clearing, the leaders standing on The Great Tree immediately jumping down. "Welcome, Silverstripe, it's good to see you." Pinestar, the leader of ThunderClan purred, sweeping his white tipped tail in the air.

"Yes, it is always a pleasure..." The RiverClan leader, Streamstar crooned.

And then the last remaining leader spoke up. "Greetings, I am glad that your clan and you made it safely." The leader of WindClan, a reddish tabby tom with black stripes was called Bloodstar, named for his bright red paws that looked like they were always dripping blood. His golden eyes were sharp, intense, and Silverstripe struggled to act like she cared about him just like the others... But she didn't.

She shook her head wildly as she padded away, towards her own clan to sit down. 'I can't be in love with the leader of another clan!' Her mind shouted at her, and she was so preoccupied with her own thoughts that she almost didn't notice the arrogant tom sitting next to her... Almost.

"Hello, my sweet." Beetail purred, twining their tails quickly. "Go away Beetail!" Silverstripe snarled at him, looking disgustedly at the ShadowClan tom. Unfortunately, he was in her Clan, so she could never be rid of him. "Of course I'm not going to do that," He crooned, and Silverstripe snarled again.

She was so distracted that both the cats hadn't noticed that the gathering had started. "I'll say this again. Go. Away!" She growled, unconsciously unsheathing her claws. Beetail smirked, his namesake tail waving. "Never, you will be mine." He hissed, stalking forward.

Fear pricked at Silverstripe's mind, but she ignored it and launched herself forward, swiping at Beetail's cheek and drawing blood. He hissed in pain and sprang forward, his teeth snapping at her ear.

Meanwhile, the gathering cats were interrupted by snarls and yowls of pain. Bloodstar narrowed his eyes, curious. "I'll never be yours!" Silverstripe yowled, jumping onto Beetail's back and biting down.

The tom gave a roar of pain, but managed to work out a sentence. "Fine, then." He hissed, suddenly arching his back and throwing her off.

Silverstripe landed on her back painfully... In the middle of a mud puddle. She got up lamely and faced the sudden crowd.

There was silence for a second, and then the gathering erupted into laughter, the cats seemingly extremely amused that she was covered in mud. Silverstripe was mortified, but her heart stopped when she saw Bloodstar sitting in the Great Tree, his whiskers twitching in extreme amusement.

Embarrassed beyond belief, Silverstripe began slinking back to camp. 'I guess fame isn't everything.' Was her last thought.