CHAPTER 3

(This Mash-up is now only about Leafheart and Blossompelt. Want more? Go somewhere else!)

Blossompelt and Leafheart were at the border. "Leafheart? You seem dead upset. What's up?"

"You and Rooktalon are back together." Leafheart mewed simply. Her voice was dull, but her beautiful green eyes were sparkling with tears.

"And...?" Blossompelt waited for Leafheart to carry on, but the dark tabby only shook her head. But then she looked right into her best friends blue eyes and mewed "Rooktalon tried to kiss me... sorry, Blossompelt"

"What? The nerve of it! He dares!" Then Blossompelt's eyes fell on Leafheart. She bit her lip in disbelief. "It takes two to snog. Come on. We're gonna 'ave a word with that cat!" and the two young warriors went off on a mission involving a disloyal tom.

"You snogged Leafheart. She told me. I can't believe you 'ad the nerve, you dirty piece of fox dung!" Blossompelt snarled, her eyes alight with anger, her lip curled. She went to attack Rooktalon but Leafheart quickly held her back, whispering urgently into her ear. Blossompelt relaxed a bit but still looked like she wanted to rip his entrails out.

"Why did y' do it?" Leafheart demanded. "Plantin' one on me like that?"

Rooktalon looked bewildered. Then, a look that a cat gets when it thinks up a clever plan spread across his face. "She's just saying that 'cos she's jealous of you, Blossompelt. She really fancies me, she does. Always telling me she wishes that I was single. Lying, I'm telling you!" Rooktalon mewed, shooting Leafheart a look of contempt.

Blossompelt suddenly looked at Leafheart with a confused look in her eyes. She looked rather hurt. "Y' jealous of me an' 'im? Why Leafheart? Why lie to me? Just so you can break us up... I bet that's why!" Blossompelt mewed, her voice raising. She glared at her best friend, a look of pure venom in her blue eyes.

"You actually believe that liar? Over y' best mate? I Don't believe this, no way." Leafheart meowed, her green eyes boring into Blossompelt's blue ones.

"I think I do, Leafheart... I'd leave if I were you. Now" The golden tabby's neck fur was rising and she rubbed her flank alongside Rooktalon's.

"You are a dirty liar, Rooktalon!" and with that, Leafheart turned and stormed back into her own territory with a swish of her tail.

Blossompelt and Rooktalon were lying in a nest together, talking softly. "She keeps tryin' to speak to me. I just ignore 'er. She lies. I didn't think she were like that" Blossompelt murmured to her mate, her tail entwining with his.

"You shouldn't be giving her such a hard time, she's gone through a lot" Rooktalon replied.

"Stop makin' excuses for 'er. She isn't my friend any more, that's for sure" Blossompelt mewed. "Anyway, want to come huntin' wi' me?"

"Can't, I'm on patrol... maybe later?" Rooktalon replied. Then, Robinclaw stuck his head through the warriors den entrance and mewed "I'll find some other cat to go on patrol, you go hunting with Blossompelt." Then he glanced at the pretty young she-cat and winked at her mate. "Make sure you keep her this time!" he mewed under his breath to the younger tom. Rooktalon grinned and the two got up to go hunting.

Leafheart was wandering along the WindClan border, with a purposeful look on her face. She needed to speak to Rooktalon and settle things. Then a familiar scent crossed her nose. Blossompelt? With Rooktalon? How do I get him on his own? She thought. Looks like he's hunting. I have a good plan!

"Rooktalon!" she whispered fiercely, shaking the bush she had now sprang into. "Come. Here!"

The young black tom's head spun round to face the bush. "I'm gonna check over there!" Leafheart just about heard him say to Blossompelt. The golden she-cat nodded and went away.

"What do you want? If anyone catches you lurking here, you're in big trouble!" Rooktalon hissed.

"You're a liar. Why? Blossompelt is completely ignoring me now. 'Cos of you, it is. You're not right for 'er, you know it!" Leafheart snarled under her breath. Her claws unsheathed and dug deep into the peaty Windclan earth.

"So what if I lied? I know you don't fancy me, it's obvious. Blossompelts' ditzy enough to believe me." Rooktalon mewed, raising his chin and looking down at the smaller she-cat with contempt shining in his eyes.

"But why?"

"'Cos I love her" He replied icily.

Blossompelt had heard the entire conversation, and was furious. She would definitely have a word or two to say to her mate about this. A couple of rage-filled words, at that

Rooktalon wandered round the corner, proudly holding 2 mice in his jaws. "Took a while to catch them, din't you?" Blossompelt mewed frostily.

"What's up? You seem tense" Rooktalon mewed, brushing his tail along her shoulder blade. She shrugged it off and snarled "Tense? Tense? More like murderous! What y' doin', lyin' to me like that? I 'erd you 'n Leafheart over there. You fully admitted you were lying. To me. Leafheart'll never forgive me for this, y' know!" Her eyes were alight with anger and her fur stood on end. She. Was. Furious!

Rooktalon was a bit taken aback. "I love you, Blossompelt! You can't let this ruin what we have!"

"We don't have anything! We're through! I never want to see you again! Never!" Blossompelt screeched, and she quickly slashed him across the face, claws unsheathed. She turned and ran over the border, into ThunderClan territory, leaving Rooktalon standing looking like an idiot.

Leafheart was lying next to the pool in ThunderClan territory where she and Blossompelt always used to chill and talk. Tears fell down her face, plopping into the clear water one by one. She'll never trust me again. Ever. This is the worst thing that's happened to me, she thought. A calm sadness had crept over her and her breath didn't give the usual rattly shudders that it did when she was crying. Slowly, she slid her and Blossompelt's friendship collar (Made of violets interwoven so it fit round their neck) off and bit it in half. She dropped the pieces into the still pool, and the water gently stirred as the bits fell to the bottom.

Blossompelt ran through ThunderClan territory. She didn't care if any cat spotted her, she just needed to talk to her best friend, and she had a feeling she knew were she would be. Tears of sadness and anger fell down her face, and between tears she gave tiny sniffles. What if she doesn't like me any more? She has to! She's five hundred times better than any mate I will ever have!

Blossompelt arrived at the clear pool that was enclosed by brambles so nobody found it.

"Leafheart?" she called softly, her tail gently brushing the fallen leaves that lay on the ground.

"Come in" came a sad voice from the other side of the brambles. Blossompelt pushed her way through.

"I'm sorry I didn't believe you. Leafheart, I 'erd you an' 'im talking in the bush in WindClan territory. I heard him admit that 'e lied. I'm so, so sorry, Leafheart." Blossompelt mewed, her crying getting faster. She really was in tears now, and Leafheart could tell she really was upset. The two she-cats lay their heads on each other's shoulders, and suddenly Blossompelt leapt back. "Leafheart? Where's y' friendship necklace?" She said, her eyes hurt.

Leafheart nodded to the middle of the pool. "I thought we weren't friends any more... you cared about Rooktalon way more than me"

"Leafheart! You mean more to me than any lad, y' know that? Y' have to know that!" Blossompelt mewed, her voice rising. Tears fell down her beautiful golden face in great dollops, and her blue eyes sparkled with sadness.

Suddenly, Leafheart didn't know what she was doing. Something- something she had never felt before- had taken over her and before she knew it she was leaning towards her best friend. Blossompelt blinked in confusion and Leafheart pressed her lips against the golden she-cat's. Blossompelt didn't resist, in fact she fell into it. She didn't know what was happening, her mind had blanked out completely. All she knew was that fireworks seemed to be dancing around her head, and her ears were filled with such sweet birdsong. Leafheart broke this kiss- it only lasted about 3 seconds. When her best friend didn't resist, she leant in for another one, and their lips met for the second time. Suddenly, Blossompelt came to her senses, pulled back and ran off, a fresh batch of tears streaming down her face.

"Blossompelt! Come back!" Leafheart called desperately. Her friend disappeared round the corner and Leafheart slumped onto the ground, her face in her paws. All she knew was that she had fallen in love with her best friend that night.