Hey everyone! Rabbit is back and before we start the story, let's have a look at the responses to the reviews:
your num 1 fan: Thank you! I don't have a schedule for when I update but I update…. when I update I guess. Also, are you my real number 1 fan or is that just your name?
A Harry Potter Lovin' Girl: Yeah I hate it when that happens to me too….
MyrtleFalls: Well, about Whiskermask…. I guess you'll just wait and see! I DO like the idea of Emberfoot VS Lionblaze though. I don't really like that character. NO OFFENSE TO EMBERFOOT LOVERS!
Islanda: I tried making the Emberfoot argument funny. I'm glad you enjoyed it.
Swiftpath: You: How am I doing in the reviews contest? Me: Shrug. LOL I'm just kidding. You're doing pretty well. I won't tell you exactly but let's just say you're in the top 5. If you REALLY want to know, count all of the reviews you have.
Now enjoy (or don't enjoy) the story!
Heathertail yawned as she stepped out of the warriors den. Unfortunately, she was on the dawn hunting patrol.
She saw Leaftail, Sunstrike, Sedgewhisker, and Sandpaw were waiting for her so she ran towards them in a hurry.
"Heathertail, you've been sleeping in a lot lately. This is the third time we had to wait for you!" sighed Leaftail.
"Sorry," Heathertail muttered. She wasn't sure why she slept in. On the nights she visited Lionblaze, she understood, but this had been going on every single day!
"Well we better hurry if we want to catch any prey," mewed Leaftail and ran out of the camp, the rest of the patrol following him.
Cold wind blasted all around the moor. This didn't bother the WindClan cats and they kept on going.
Heathertail got a scent of rabbit (NOOO NOT RABBITS!) and quickly spotted one, nibbling on a small patch of grass.
She crept towards it but she was making too much noise. The rabbit looked up and saw her. Heathertail pounced but the rabbit escaped her claws and bounced away, its fluffy tail bobbing up and down.
Heathertail hissed in frustration. This was the fifth time this week (A/N: Sorry Swiftpath!) that she had lost a rabbit! What was going on with her?
The rest of the patrol had prey in their jaws, even Sandpaw. Heathertail looked down in embarrassment.
"Heathertail….," sighed Leaftail.
"I'm sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me nowadays," mewed Heathertail.
Leaftail turned around with an hmmph. Heathertail sighed sadly and slowly followed the patrol that was much more ahead of her.
Sedgewhisker trailed behind until she was next to Heathertail.
"It's okay Heathertail. Everyone has a bad day once in a while. Don't care about Leaftail. He's just a bossy furball," reassured Sedgewhisker.
"Thanks Sedgewhisker but I've been having a lot of bad days. I mean I wake up later than usual, I can't catch prey, and everyone's been joking that I've been sneaking midnight snacks!" wailed Heathertail.
Sedgewhisker looked thoughtful and then her eyes brightened.
"Heathertail I think you're pregnant!" she squealed.
"What?" exclaimed Heathertail looking at the other warrior.
"I think you have kits! You're going to be a mother Heathertail! Whose are they?" asked Sedgewhisker with excitement.
"I'm not sure that I even have kits," meowed Heathertail. But what if I do?
"Go and see Leafpool!" mewed Sedgewhisker. "Duh!"
"Okay fine. But I'm pretty sure that I've just been… unlucky for a while," meowed Heathertail.
The two she-cats entered the camp and Sedgewhisker steered Heathertail right towards Leafpool's den where Leafpool and Crowfeather were grooming each other.
"Leafpool! Leafpool! Guess what?" yelped Sedgewhisker.
Leafpool smiled at the young warrior. "What it is Sedgewhisker? Oh hi Heathertail."
"Heathertail's having kits!" squealed Sedgewhisker.
Heathertail wanted to melt down and get absorbed into the ground as Leafpool and Crowfeather stared at her.
"Really?" asked Leafpool. "Let me check."
Heathertail squirmed as the medicine cat circled around her.
Finally Leafpool sat down. "Yes Heathertail, you are going to have kits," purred Leafpool.
"I knew it!" shrieked Sedgewhisker. "I told you Heathertail! I told you!"
Heathertail's chest felt as if it was tightening. She was going to be a mother! And not the mother of a WindClan tom's kits, but Lionblaze's!
"Umm so when will they come?" she asked nervously, not wanting it to be anytime soon.
"I'm predicting about… Four moons?" Leafpool suggested. "You're actually pretty thin."
"Thanks," Heathertail mewed with a weak chuckle. She wasn't ready to have kits! Not when DarkClan was going to run away!
Then Sedgewhisker asked the dreaded question. "So who's the father?" she piped up.
Heathertail gazed at the three cats looking at her expectantly.
"Well… You see…," she stammered. "I know! I know! It's Emberfoot! Oh I'm going to tell him right now!" yowled Sedgewhisker and sped off.
"Wait Sedgewhisker!" called Heathertail but the warrior had already gone off in search of Emberfoot.
"You wanted to tell him huh?" purred Crowfeather.
"Uh yeah," muttered Heathertail. She was a little nervous from the knowing look in Leafpool's eyes. It was as if the medicine cat knew who her real mate was.
"Well you better find Emberfoot before Sedge… Ahh there he comes," Crowfeather meowed as Emberfoot ran towards Heathertail.
"Is it true? Are you really going to have my kits? Oh wow!" meowed Emberfoot with excitement.
He licked her nose and ran off, probably to tell his stupid little buddies.
Heathertail slowly padded away. Thoughts of Lionblaze and their plans whirled around in her head.
The world started spinning and she collapsed into the dizzying darkness.
Line-line-line-line-line-whisker-line-line-line-?-line-line
"Gotcha!" hissed Whiskermask as he pounced on the rabbit. He gave a quick bite on its head and the rabbit went limp.
Thanks StarClan he thought. He wondered how many more times he was going to be able to hunt here in WindClan territory.
Whiskermask looked up and looked towards the ThunderClan border. He wondered how Ivypool was doing. He hoped he would see her alone so he could tell her about the DarkClan plan. He had already told her about DarkClan (even though Heathertail told him not to, but Heathertail wasn't his mate, Ivypool was).
His wish was granted as he saw a flash of white in the woods and the scent of Ivypool. He was about to jump over the border and greet her when he scented another cat.
He hid in a nearby bush that was thankfully on the WindClan border.
Whiskermask's heart thudded with love as he saw Ivypool emerge from the trees. A gray she-cat followed her and the two she-cats sat down.
Who's the gray she-cat? he thought.
"So you really like this guy huh?" started the gray she-cat.
Ivypool nodded sadly. "He has the most handsome eyes. We've been meeting for moons now."
Whiskermask almost jumped out of the bush. They were talking about him! Or were they?
"You still didn't tell me his name. I didn't look for you and that tom because you asked me. I'd like to know him," meowed the gray she-cat.
"I'm sorry. It's just that… I think he likes another she-cat from WindClan!" blurted out Ivypool.
What? screeched Whiskermask inside his head. She must mean Heathertail! I don't love Heathertail! I love Ivypool!
"That ungrateful tom! He doesn't know how special you are," hissed the gray she-cat.
Ivypool smiled. "I'm not sure though… It's been hard not to yell it to the whole Clan. I'm glad that I have a sister like you Dovesong," she meowed.
Dovesong? Whiskermask knew he had heard that name before. He was certain that it was an important name too.
"No I'm lucky that I have you Ivypool. You were the cat that helped me with my relationship with Tigerheart and you helped spread that Bumblestripe was the father of my kits," mewed Dovesong.
"We're both lucky," purred Ivypool. The two sisters gazed into the distance.
Relationship with Tigerheart? Wait, wasn't Tigerheart a ShadowClan tom? Helped spread a rumor that this Bumblestripe guy was the father of her kits? Then, it struck him.
The sister of his mate was the cat who had come up with the idea to run away!
Okay! I was going to wait a while until I announced that IVYPOOL was the mysterious mate of Whiskermask! Congratulations to A Harry Potter Lovin' Girl for guessing it! I was going to award you a plushie but then I realized that I never said that you people/cats could guess and win a prize so maybe next time! Sorry! Anyway here is a question:
Should I do more Whiskermask POVs or not?