Hawkfrost launched into an apology. "Look, Leafpool, I'm sorry. She came up to me and started doing that, so it looked like-"
She cut him off with a snarl. "Oh, believe me, I know what it looked like. I was watching you the whole time you were whispering those sweet nothings in her ear. I was watching the whole time you betrayed me!" Her eyes were merely pools of hurt. Her voice grew soft. "Why did you even bother with me then, if you thought me that useless? Is it a game to you?"
Leafpool already knew the answer, but she had to ask anyway. Hawkfrost shook his head. She found that all the more despicable, how he would lie to her when she knew that in his heart he was saying yes.
But he was smooth. He wouldn't lose to her. A snarl erupted from her throat as she leapt at him. Leafpool took the great tom by surprise, but with her limited warrior skills and petite body, she didn't last long.
"I think you're jealous." There was a hint of arrogance in his voice now. Leafpool wouldn't let him win.
"Well, I have something you should know too! I've been seeing another tom for a while now. More than I have you. And I've loved him more than I could ever love you! Did you really think I could even bear the presence of a relative of Tigerstar's?!" His icy eyes narrowed. She'd hit a nerve; Leafpool gave him a bitter smile. She knew both Brambleclaw and Hawkfrost hated being taunted about their father.
Another ugly phrase came from her. "It hurts to lose at your own game, doesn't it?"
Now he just stared at her, speechless. She whirled around and started stomping back to ThunderClan camp. "Wait!" He called, using one last protest. "Leafpool, StarClan sent us a sign! The frosted leaf-"
"You mean frosted rose," Leafpool spat. "Maybe it means you belong with someone who has the same russet fur color as the rose." Blinded by her anger, she raced even faster to ThunderClan camp, just as the sun ascended across the sky.