Mothwing
Mothwing was petrified. She could feel the gazes of the clans, some disapproving, some approving, burning into her pelt. Oh, why, why had she blurted that out? "We're not hurting anyone. We love each other, and wish to become mates. Nothing more." Gorsetail mewed softly, sweeping her tail around Sunstrike protectively. Sunstrike nodded. Onestar instinctively unsheathed his claws.
"No, it's not against the warrior code. But it is unheard of. And hare-brained. Why would two she cats like each other? What's wrong with toms? Mates have been one tom, one she cat since the dawn of the clans." he hissed, his tail lashing.
"Well, maybe that should change." Gorsetail murmured.
"Enough. You've made an embarrassment of Windclan." Onestar sputtered. "You." he said, turning to Mistystar."How should I deal with this? It was your medicine cat that challenged my judgement in the first place." Mistystar took a step backwards, her ears laid flat against her skull.
"I don't know. It's not really Riverclan's problem. Mothwing, try to keep your temper under control next time. But I don't see anything wrong with it. As long as they're not hurting anyone..." she mewed awkwardly. Mothwing's blinked gratefully. She had caused a disturbance, and would be reprimanded at camp, but at least her leader supported her publicly. However, Mothwing's pelt was still hot with embarrassment. She had expressed an unpopular opinion in the middle of a gathering, and made a fool out of herself in front of Leafpool. She shrunk away, hoping to blend into the crowd. With any luck this would all blow over, and by the next gathering no one would remember that she said anything. Onestar said something, but she didn't quite catch it. The leaders began to argue, and in seconds a thin layer of clouds had began to cover the moon.
"ENOUGH." It was Bramblestar, Thunderclan's leader. His hackles were raised, and his tail was swishing back and forth angrily. "Everything is well in Thunderclan. We had a bout of greencough but everyone has recovered. This gathering is OVER." he leaped down from his branch, signaling for his clan to follow. Mistystar glared at Onestar as she, too, got down from the tree. Mothwing hurried along, hoping to avoid more stares as she quickly crossed the tree bridge. Mothwing spotted an opening in the mass of cats, and made a break for it.
"Mothwing!" came a hiss. She whipped around, ready for a fight, but instead of a hostile Windclan warrior it was Leafpool. "Meet me by the lake, in my territory, at the Shadowclan border tomorrow night at moonhigh. I need to ask you about something..." before Mothwing could reply, her friend turned around and joined her clan. Leafpool, wait! Mothwing wanted to yowl, but she stopped herself. Ever so slowly, the Riverclan medicine cat followed her clan back to her camp. A few cats tried to talk to her, but Mothwing shook her head, trying to ignore the,. She had too much on her mind.
"Mothwing?" her apprentice, Willowshine mewed as Mothwing padded into the medicine cat den, and silently lay down in her nest. "What happened?"
"You'll find out soon enough. Now let me sleep." Seeing the hurt in the young cat's eyes, she quickly apologized. "I'm sorry... I just need to think. I need some time alone. I'll talk to you in the morning, okay?"
"... Alright." Willowshine padded out of the den, her tail swishing. Mothwing curled up into a little shivering ball.
What does Leafpool want? Does it have anything to with tonight's events? And... my embarrassing show of affection towards her? I hope it wasn't obvious...