Chapter 6
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Sorry, that was RANDOM. I'm really, really hyper.
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Story now: Chapter Six
---- This has some song lyrics in it, which I wrote about my crush when he was with this other girl that he likes instead of me
(Applenose's POV first. )
Why? Why? Why does he have to be with her? Whiteflower… I think I'd rather call her White-freaking-loser. Why did she steal my Birchpaw, my darling Birchpaw! I wanted to share this victory with him, he who I gave up everything for, and… and… and
And he's got a new mate?
Oh, and never mind the fact that I think I might be expecting kits, which would certainly be his.
Oh, don't mind me / I'll just stand here
Stand here and pretend / It doesn't hurt me
To see you with her / That girl I could be
What the heck / It's not like she's funny
Go get a brain check and realize / that you really like me
Cause this is just what / I don't need
Tears burn hot at the corner of my eyes. I'm biting my lip to keep from yowling out loud. I want Birchpaw. Why should she get him?
Someone pushes me roughly. I turn to my left and see Snowstep sitting primly with her black lips sealed together. Her sapphire eyes are waiting for my head to turn her way, and as soon as I do her lips part.
"I want Smokepaw and I want him by moonhigh tomorrow." She orders. "Or I'll tell everyone about you and Birchpaw."
Oh StarClan.
The Gathering ends after Leopardstar says something about Hawksomeone, and Blacksomething driving away a badger. It's not like I'm listening. I was supposed to stay after and talk to Birchpaw, but I don't know if I'll do that now. I mean, he's got White-freaking-loser…
Brown tabby pelt flashes in my peripheral vision. I turn to face Birchpaw. RiverClan is filing away. "Where's Whitewhatever?" I snidely say. My heart's nowhere near in the taunt though, and he sees straight through me in an instant. He bundles me back against the branches of a willow tree, and I don't resist. What can I say? All I want is the feel of his fur on mine and his voice whispering to me and his tongue licking my pelt so softly…
All I want is him.
ThunderClan is filing out. Birchpaw watches their departure with worry in his eyes, and I cast mine to the ground. Once the last members of WindClan have left the fallen tree-bridge, he turns to me. Worry still glistens in his amber eyes. He reaches up to nuzzle my neck, but just as he does so a white shape flashes across the ground nearest the tree-bridge.
It's Whiteloser. She's come back for my Birchpaw.
He sees the alarm in my eyes and pushes me further backwards into a bush. A bramble bush. "Stay here," he orders me firmly. "I swear I'll come back."
Birchpaw tears towards the white warrior queen, touches noses with her, and tells her something. Hot wetness streams down my cheeks. The tears have come, and they streak through my pelt, getting it all salty. I do my best to sob quietly and take my pink tongue to my scratches. Birchpaw didn't even realize that he hurt me when he pushed me in here, but two of my legs are bleeding and my neck is scratched. The blood too is salty and tastes metallic on my tongue. I want to retch. I want to curl up and die. Birchpaw is still with Whiteflower… Rage takes over my mind. I want to see him suffer for what he's done to me. I unsheathe my claws and creep towards the Great Tree. Claw-length by claw-length, I make my way up the tree. Once I stand far high enough to die if I jump, I look down again. Birchpaw is spitting something at Whiteflower.
Her ears flatten and she looks as though he's swiped at her. She turns around and pelts away from him. Birchpaw dashes back to where he left me, and I can see the fear in his eyes even from up here.
"Oh, Birchpaw," I call tauntingly to him. "Up heeeeerrreee."
His amber eyes look as though they're going to pop out of his head. "Don't do it, Applenose! I love you! You can't jump! Whiteflower means nothing… nothing to you…" His voice trails off in a low yowl.
"Well, you'd have to prove it to me that you love me if you want me to come down," I yell.
"I'll do anything. Just come down!" He cries desperately. I slowly begin to re-sink my claws into the bark of the tree, feeling my way back down. Once my paws hit the sandy ground, Birchpaw hurls himself at me and licks all over my pelt. He tastes the saltiness quickly and asks, "Were you crying?" I nod miserably.
"I thought you loved Whiteflower. I thought she was your new mate."
His eyes widen in disgust. "Never," he reassures me. His tail wraps itself around me and draws me closer to him. I resist for more than a moment. I pull away and turn to face him. "Don't try telling me you like me or love me at the moment. You'd have to prove it." I challenge him.
"What do you want me to do?" he asks me.
Fun stuffs. "Run around the Island four times, jump in the lake, catch me a fish, and then the last thing can be a surprise." I tell him smugly.
He takes off darting his way around the heavily wooded Island. Within five minutes he's busy slogging his way back to me; he's already jumped into the lake. I follow him as he runs to the widest stream and sits with his paw poised above the water. Silver flashes and he's struck. A squiggling fish is in his mouth. He chomps on it hard until it stops moving, and lays it at my paws.
"Now for the last thing," he reminds me, and darts off again.
I follow him cautiously, but before I can go more than two fox-lengths, he's there. He was waiting. "NO FOLLOWING!" He tells me mock-sternly. I giggle and sit down, wrapping my tail around my white-tipped paws.
When he returns, he has a long-stemmed flower in his mouth. A beautiful hot-pink rose that is fully blossomed. He gently transfers it into my mouth, and asks me, "Are you happy now?"
I nod. I'm overwhelmed. I rub my face against his flank and settle down onto my stomach, still breathing in the sweet fragrance of the rose.
"Applenose, I really do love you, you know."
Oh, Birchpaw, I know.
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Ok that was sappy. But ya know Applenose's got good reason to need good reason before she'll re-accept Birchpaw.
If you know what I mean, which I'm pretty sure you don't.
x--Rainfeather's Hope