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Rainheart

Only a quarter moon ago, I was on the patrol that had showed Gale off the territory. He was very friendly for a rogue, and I liked that. I'd always respected cats who could see past borders and differences. If he was a Clan cat, even a different Clan, we could've been friends. It's a shame.

Leafpool and Jayfeather had asked me to gather Chamomile flowers. They bloomed only in Newleaf, and there was only one small patch far away on the edge of the territory, past the abandoned Twoleg nest. The petals were the very best remedy for heatstroke, and we needed to stock up for the coming Greenleaf. Leafpool or Jayfeather could've gotten the blossoms themselves, but as a kit I spent much time in the medicine den and knew exactly what the herb looked like. I had liked its soothing smell. If there weren't two medicine cats already, I might have chosen to join them instead of becoming a warrior. But I was not needed there.

I darted through Newleaf's young flowers. They were everywhere, filling the air with sweet scents, but it was much more beautiful out here, alone in the woods. It was silent except for birds.

I was tempted to stay and play here all day, but I had work to do. Sniffing around, I quickly located the thick clump of white flowers that looked very much like daisies. I nipped off as many as I could carry, sad to kill such pretty little things.

I had just started padding back, the flower's scent making me sleepy, when a voice mrrowed, "Hello, Rainheart."

I whirled around, the flowers flying out of my mouth as I spun. Padding toward me was Gale, the rogue. He bent his head and sniffed at the dropped flowers, not seeming to care that he was on our territory.

"W-what are you doing here?" I stammered. If he decided to attack or refused to leave, I could never beat him in a fight.

"I know this is your territory, but it's such a nice spot… I like it here."

Not sure what to say, I scooped up the herbs and avoided his gaze. He didn't seem like he would cause trouble, but we were supposed to defend our borders…

He handed me the last flower. "I guess I shouldn't be here." He spoke regretfully.

I felt sorry for him. Any cat would want to stay here, in this sunlight-and-flower paradise. "Well…" I mumbled through the Chamomile. "If you didn't take any prey, and avoided the patrols, I suppose it can't hurt…"

"Thanks." Gale smiled. For a moment, he just stared at the sky. "Life as a Clan cat must be interesting."

"It is." I wholeheartedly agreed. "Being a warrior is a proud accomplishment, and serving your Clan to the best of your abilities is a reward in itself."

"It sounds enthralling." He was staring at me funny.

"What?" I mewed, confused.

"The day I visited your camp, there was a little cat who looks a lot like you. Practically identical."

I nodded, understanding now. "That's my little sister Bluepaw. She was part of the patrol that found you."

"I knew it. You two are so alike."

Suddenly I remembered where I was. What am I doing? I thought. Chatting with a rogue, not getting the herbs to camp, and breaking the warrior code, that's what!

"I really need to get back to camp." I said quickly. "They've might've sent out a patrol looking for me." I added with a touch of panic.

He nodded. "It wouldn't be good for either of us if they caught us here. Well, it was nice talking to you. I'll see you later. Bye!" He bounded swiftly away.

I hesitated a moment, then thought to yell out "Goodbye!" He was already out of sight, but I'm sure he heard me.

Trotting quickly back to camp with the flowers in my mouth, I could only think 'I'll see you later? What does he mean by that?

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Sorry this chapter was so short. I just wanted to do a bit of character development, and get the story rolling. A Brightheart plushie to whoever writes the best review!