Chapter Five
Splashheart P.O.V
Watching with angry, narrowed eyes as Opaquesong struts out of camp, tail high and chest puffed out in pride, I couldn't help but roll my eyes in disgust.
Stuck up furball.
"I wish Opaquesong was nicer to Quailheart," A small voice meows.
Turning towards my mate, my foul mood instantly dissolves. "I wish he was nicer to everyone."
She smiles, her amber eyes glittering. "He'll get what he deserves one day." She purrs, brushing against me comfortingly.
"I hope so, Berryleaf."
Listening to her soft purring and gentle heartbeat always calmed me down, even as a kit she had a strange effect on me. Most shied away from her, bullied her, that was, until I came along. She opened up to me, poured out her biggest fears. She was terrified of even going to camp. It took her a while, but she learned to trust me, and soon afterwards we became mates, despite her only being a newly-named warrior. She's the love of my life, my other half, nothing can change that.
"Something's bothering me, Splashheart."
Stiffening on instinct, a million thoughts ran through my head.
Is she getting bullied again? Is she having second thoughts about being my mate? Is she sick?
"What?"
Rolling her amber eyes in amusement, she purrs: "You don't need to look so worried, I just had a bad dream, that's all."
"A bad dream?"
"Yeah, I was in this dark, horrible forest. There were no stars! The sky was... Bare. I was terrified, nightmares aren't usually that... How should I put it? Life-like? Then this voice spoke to me. It said: 'You are poison! Trickle through the Clans and cut their lives short! Slowly and painfully!'"
"I had a dream similar to that."
"You did?" She meows quizzically. "How did yours go?"
"'You are water! Wash through the Clans and carry them far, far away from all they've ever known!'"
My mate narrows her eyes, trying to make sense of the riddles. Her tortoiseshell fur bristles, telling me someone is approaching. Turning around, Quailheart is stood awkwardly behind me, obviously uncomfortable.
"Um... S-Silentstar wants to take us out on hunting patrol with Heronwing..." She meows softly.
I nod briskly, before nuzzling Berryleaf and following the timid young she-cat.
Opaquesong will get what he deserves, Quailheart. Don't let him boss you around.
A/N: Hi guys, Midnight here! I just wanted to say that is a story that I've written over a year, and is still ongoing. I am currently in the process of editing the chapters and posting them on here, so I'll probably upload a chapter a day.
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