The Heart of a thorn Chapter 3

(Spring break! Best time to sit down and type but suggestions are appreciated!)

Jaypaw padded back through Thunderclan territory, his pelt prickling with annoyance. Whitewing was so jumpy that it took twice as long to dress her wound! Jaypaw, lost in thought, padded into a wall of Windclan and thunderclan scent. Jaypaw stiffened as he heard a twig snap and he unsheathed his claws. "Jaypaw!" A sharp but terrified mew ran through the air. "What are you doing out of camp!" Jaypaw knew exactly who it was. The Jaypaw sniffed the air. "Crowfeather! What are you-?" Jaypaw bristled. "Leafpool, Whitewing is in camp right now with a bad neck wound! You should have been in camp to take care of her while I went to get more patients!" Jaypaw snarled. Then he could see. The starts swirled above his head, glinting down frostily. The Lake's waves sloshed against the edge lazily.

Then he heard screeching. "You can't stop me from seeing Crowfeather!" Jaypaw noticed it was Leafpool. Jaypaw turned to see she was screeching at the old clan medicine cat, Cinderpelt. Cinderpelt's warm eyes were now fierce and cold. "leafpool, I don't know what your doing with him but it has to stop!" Her growl was serious. "You don't know what its like!" Leafpool screeched at her. Cinderpelt's gaze looked far away as if she was in a trance. "I know you have these feelings' but Medicine cats have to control them." Leafpool glared at Cinderpelt. "I don't want to control them! I won't control and I'm going to keep seeing Crowfeather and theres no way your going to stop me!" Cinderpelts eyes flashed and she lunged at Leafpool, her claws outstretched. Leafpool gasped in terror and raced away.

The scene changed. Now he was Crowfeather, staring wistfully at leafpool. Her shining pelt and warm amber eyes made her unbearable. Leafpool smiled and scooted next to him. He twined her tails with his. Jaypaw shook his head and the blackness washed over him. The memories had only taken a second.

"You should be defending your clan-mates, not avoiding this battle!' jawpaw snarled. Leafpool's rage stabbed at him. "You will never understand." Jaypaw bared his teeth. "I know enough and he plunged back into the forest, crossing the Windclan border.

(Thornclaw's POV)

Thornclaw opened his eyes to see Ashheart's lovely gaze hovering above him. "Thornclaw." She whispered. Thornclaw licked her cheek. "Thornclaw, I'm having kits!" Ashheart rubbed up against him. Thornclaw tried to get up, fell back down. Jaypaw padded over. "Breezepelt is nasty cat to be fighting." Jaypaw mumbled. Ashheart lay down next to Thornclaw. "Windclan had better watch out." Thornclaw growled. "Yeah." Dustpelt agreed. Thonclaw held Ashheart's loving gaze.

(Jaypaw's point of view)

Jaypaw stomped of camp, remembering his recent fight with Leafpool. They where in the medicine cat den. "You should have been here." Jaypaw hissed. "You don't control what I can do." Leafpool retorted. "Neither could Cinderpelt." Jaypaw grumbled. Leafpool pricked her ears and anger radiated off of her pelt. Then he saw something: Leafpool curled up with three kits. "Their Crowfeather's." Leafpool whispered to Squirrelflight. Jaypaw shook his head. "Is Crowfeather….My father?" Fear crackled in the air. Leafpool's voice was restrained with pain and grief. "Yes." Jaypaw felt red hot anger boil inside of him. "You're a lie!" He roared. "You're no medicine cat!" Jaypaw roared and he stomped out of the medicine cat den. Jaypaw sat by the lake, his thoughts buzzing like angry bees. Jaypaw got up angrily and padded to the MoonPool. "Tell me some answers." He murmerd. Jaypaw lapped at some of the water and fell asleep, his nose touching the surface. When he opened his eyes again a silvery she-cat sat before him. "Jaypaw." Her tone was soft. "I have come to help you. I am Feathertail the daughter of Silverstream and Graystripe." Jaypaw shook his head. "But wasn't Silverstream in Riverclan?" Jaypaw had heard some old stories of battles and friendships between the other clans. "Yes. Graystripe and Silverstream were in a forbidden love." Jaypaw looked at her. "How are you going to help me?" He asked. Feathertail looked at him. "I loved crowfeather." She swept her tail towards him. "Come and I shall tell you." Jaypaw sat down and listened.

(Ashheart's POV)

"Mousefur, they can't!" Ashheart gasped in horror. Longtail stood nearby. Mousefur spoke again.

"The clans are not to fight like this. You must all stop or else there will be total destruction for all the clans!" Longtail finally spoke. "You will see what they have done and what they will do. Onestar is devious, don't forget that." With that Longtail touched noses with his daughter and padded away with Mousefur.

(Crowfeather's POV)

Crowfeather padded through the tall grasses of Windclan territory. Nightcloud padded close beside him, her wounds nearly healed now. Everytime Crowfeather walked he sand his claws into the peaty soil. Crowfeather knew something was up. Jaypaw looked to much like Leafpool. And none of Squirrelflight's kits look like her….Hollypaw looks like me….Then anger came. SHE NEVER TOLD ME! He exploded inside himself. Then Crowfeather remembered. He was sitting there at the border waiting for leafpool. She head told him it was urgent. The Wind was ruffling the tall grasses of the moor. Leafpool's amber gaze stared at him through a thicket. Crowfeather growled angrily at her. "Leafpool, Nightcloud is having my kits!" leafpool had not had the chance to speak yet, but she just stared back at morosely and left without a word the whole time. Crowfeather growled to himself when he remembered that memory. He should have noticed she was having kits! Her belly was bulging and her eyes were warmer. Nightcloud pressed up against them as they padded into camp. Onestar was standing on the highledge.

"This is what Thunderclan deserves for messing with us!" Onestar moved his tail to show three kits, shaking in terror. Shocked and horrified gasped ran throughout camp. Whitetail wrapped her tail around her bulging belly (A/N: Their Onestar's) "Thunderclan and Windclan may have fought, but stealing kits!" Crowfeather snarled. "Their no good." Onestar sneered. "They are those of Graystripe and that Kitty pet warrior Millie!" Crowfeather glared at him. "I don't care whose kits they are! It is against the warrior code!" Onestar glared down at him. "We will see how much they care about their kits when they come for them."

A/N: Please review I need more ideas! please R&R