Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors. I despise small talk.
G-g-gasp! Romance-y lovey dovey! Ooooh!
Chapter 6: Not In Love
Spikefur grabbed a mouse off of the fresh-kill pile and looked proudly at the fat rabbit that he added himself. He headed towards the warrior den to see if Stripedtail was there, but she was off, probably hunting. Spikefur sat down next to his sister.
"So... think they're going to do about Stonepaw?" Spikefur asked her.
"I honestly don't know. Even though he's blind I'm sure he'll eventually become an important part of the clan. He can smell things we can't." Yellowpelt was sitting eating a finch.
"That's pretty optimistic."
Yellowpelt flicked his tail with hers and took another bite of prey. "You know I'm right, though!"
"Yeah, yeah you probably are." Spikefur looked at her happily gulp down her dinner. "So who are you in love with?"
Yellowpelt choked on her mouthful. "Wait, what?"
"I can tell by your mood that you have a special someone now." Spikefur nudged her shoulder playfully. "Tell me! Who is it? Come on!"
"I have no idea what you're talking about."
"You're never so happy and optimistic, and never so… not sarcastic. And you only get that happy eating when it's a water vole."
Yellowpelt finished off her bird. "Stop talking nonsense. I'm not in love with anyone in TreeClan like that, and I don't need something like different-clan relationships mucking up my brain and affecting my skills." Yellowpelt stood up with her head high.
"Denial…" Spikefur purred with amusement.
"I'm going hunting. You can join me when you stop making things up." Yellowpelt turned around, her tail held as high as her head. "I'm not in love with any cat," she lied.
So short. Good point. But I don't care.
It's obvious who she's in love with. But if you don't know...then, uh...um...tell me you don't and I'll tell you.
Wouldn't it be funny if I was actually like that:D If you don't know who she's in love with, you'll have to wait for more signs.