•Crowfeather & Feathertail & Leafpool•
You're all I'm reaching for
It's already over
All I'm reaching for
It's already over now
"You're a medicine cat. I understand what that means now. StarClan go with you, Leafpool. I'll never forget you."
"Don't you know how I feel about you? And how much I hate myself for feeling that way about another cat so soon after Feathertail's death? I loved her, I really did! How can I love you too?"
"Think you have nine lives, do you? I saved you once... don't make me save you again."
"I'll always be with you, Crowpaw."
"That doesn't mean I didn't love you."
"I do remember. You don't think I feel any affection for that bad-tempered furball, do you? Every time we see each other he tries to make trouble. I just wanted to know if Barkface had given Morningflower the rest of the watermint."
"Hollyleaf, I have lost my kits, the one cat I loved, and my calling as a medicine cat. Which do you think would be easier for me, to die, or to go on living?"
L E A F P O O L
" A leaf on the pool. "
Leafpool looked down, barely focused on the hunting patrol. "Leafpool, are you alright?" Dustpelt meowed, looking over Cloudtail's shoulder. Shaking her head, she looked back at Dustpelt. "No, nothing." Feeling as if she was an apprentice, she wanted to scorn herself for her choice in love for Crowfeather. Sometimes, all she loved was his dark sapphire eyes. But she had loved her kits, Hollyleaf, Jayfeather, and Lionblaze. She did not love their eyes. Hollyleaf's forest eyes, Jayfeather's blind pale eyes, Lionblaze's amber-fire gaze, none of it mattered. Leafpool loved her kits. "Leafpool, watch out!" A meow yowled, breaking into her thoughts, her memories shattering. Looking up, she barely realized she was in front of a patrol with Nightcloud, Breezepelt, Crowfeather, and Tornear. "What do you thinking your doing on our territory, rabbit-brain!" Breezepelt hissed, pelt bristling. Leafpool stepped back, fear in her amber eyes. Cloudtail padded over, glaring at the cats. " She was a few mouse-tails away for your territory! " He meowed, his snow-white tail swishing back and forth. Crowfeather looked at his son, glaring, hate in his sapphire eyes. " You can smell our marks. Just because a cat is a few tails away from the territory doesn't mean you have to yowl at them!" Breezepelt's pelt suddenly rose, and the kin began to face eachother, unsheathing their claws, flexing them back and forth against the leaves. Leafpool remembered when Breezepelt actually attacked her, and Crowfeather saved her. Nightcloud looked at Leafpool with pools of fury in her eyes, thunder crackling in them, their sound thumping in her heart and roaring as blood in her ears. Stepping back, her pelt brushed against Dustpelt's. Tornear suddenly hissed in the Windclan's cats ears, then stood back. "Sorry, Thunderclan." Tornear meowed, mockery hinting in his stern, fierce meow. Crowfeather looked back, love in his eyes, worry pouncing off his fur. "Thrush!" Dustpelt hissed in her ear, flicking his ear to the sky. Glacning up, she saw a beautiful thrush, but oddly, it's wings were black as a crow's, and as brown as a tree. Leaping swiftly into the red-pink sky, she barely realized what it meant, and bit into it. "Great catch!" Cloudtail meowed, grinning brightly. Kicking up dirt, and some random part of the earth probably, she bit into the thrush, putting the prey into the hole, then kicking the scented dirt over her kill. Sighing, she padded behind Cloudtail, who looked at her, blinking, then turned back to sniffing out prey.