CHER: Hey! Sorry I have been very unactive. I went on vacation. :) AND OMG THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ALL OF THE REVIEWS SO FAR! 9?! OML! Thank u so much! Shoutout to everyone! :3 So, here's the 2nd chapter! Please enjoy!

Iceflank yawned as the sunlight shone through the warrior's den, illuminating the den, and warming his fur; the big white tom stretched, and licked his paw. All he could think of was Moonrush.

I love you…He thought, wishing that she; were ever she was in RiverClan; hunting, caring for apprentices; that Moonrush could hear him. He sighed.

"Iceflankkkkkkk…."

Iceflank jolted up, blue eyes that were full of love turning into pure hate. No! Not her again. Out from the entrance from the warriors den came a ginger tabby she-cat, her snaky yellow eyes glaring at him.

"Cloverflight." Iceflank knew that she liked him a lot. It was always so annoying. He will never love her. Besides, she was the cat his father wanted him to mate with, and he will never agree with his father. She pranced toward him and leaned on him gently, trying to twirl her tail with his.

"Icey! Come share a mouse with me…" Cloverflight cooed.

Iceflank tried not to lash out. "Did the dawn patrol already set out?" He mewed.

"Yes. Don't worry, you weren't on it." Cloverflight said. She guided him out into ThunderClan camp, picking a mouse up from the fresh kill pile and lying next to him, pressing her pelt into his.

Iceflank growled under his breath as he forced himself to take a bite. Cloverflight was like the social butterfly of the clan, with Petalwhisker, of course; but at least Petalwhisker actually left him alone.

He was just about to claw her face when she tried laying on top of him when someone came to the rescue.

"Cloverflight, Reedheart would like to see you in his den." An all grey tom mewed, wrapping his tail around his paws.

"Why would Reedheart need me? I'm not sick or anything!" Cloverflight wined.

The grey tom rolled his eyes. "Do you think I know? He just asked me to tell you!" Cloverflight huffed and glared at him, while slowly padding away to the medicine den.

Iceflank sighed; relieved.

"Featherfang, you've got some nerve to stand up to her like that." The white tom mewed, smirking at his best friend.

Featherfang showed his teeth. "She's a dumb mouse brain. I couldn't help it." He added.

"Did Reedheart even need her?" Iceflank mewed.

"No. Imagine Reedheart's face when he sees that ginger brain stomp into his herb store!" Featherfang laughed. The grey tom then stretched, his thin, long tail perking straight up in the air. Iceflank relaxed. He and Featherfang knew each other since they were kits and had been friends ever since.

"Iceflank, we need to talk." The deep, cold growling voice gave away exactly who the speaker was. The white tom flattened his ears and stood up, facing a large brown and white patched tom, whose cold eyes seemed to glare right through him.

"Starlingleap." Featherfang bowed his head, respectful of the senior warrior's presence. "You may leave." Starlingleap flicked his tail. Featherfang gave Iceflank a sorrowful glance and bounded away. Starlingleap led Iceflank away from camp, into the woods.

"Father, I-"Iceflank started to say before he was interrupted.

"When will you ask Cloverflight to be your mate?!" Starlingflight hissed into his ear, tail lashing.

"Never! She's a worthless mouse brain and drools over me like prey! I told you this before!" Iceflank snarled back.

Starlingleap curled his tail around his paws, trying to stay calm. "I told you this, your mother and I planned this out from day one with her parents. Do you know how good this would be? Our families will be finally rejoiced together after our hatred for each other for many, many moons. Even seasons. I want you to have kits with her. I want you to start a family!"

"NO!" Iceflank shouted. He remembered Moonrush. He would never betray her.

Suddenly, Starlingleap's eyes turned into slits. He lifted a paw, and Iceflank felt his claws slash into the right side of his face, barely missing his eye. The white cat yelped, pain and fear closing into his body. He stumbled, across a root and fell.

"You will do what I say!" He barked. "In the next two moons, if you and Cloverflight aren't mates and she is not carrying your kits…you are dead." And with that, he stalked away.

ITS COOKING UP NOW! Throws Starlingleap into a cauldron. "YUMMY MEANIE SOUP! YAY! WHO WANTS SOME?!" lol.

QOTC: Who do you ship more? IceXMoon or IceXClover?

CHER'S OUT!