A couple of moons later...
"Do you want to go hunting with me, Fireheart?" a silver and white slim shape appeared next to the handsome, green-eyed cat.
"Sure," the handsome tom turned to his friends and shrugged, "I'll catch up to you guys later, okay?"
Graystripe nodded, smirking. Dustpelt rolled his eyes, "Whatever dude."
Fireheart turned to go as Windsong waved her tail to them, "Bye guys!"
Windsong followed the dark ginger tom out of the camp.
Ravendive (Ravenpaw's now a Medicine Cat. Spottedleaf is still a Medicine Cat) padded up beside them, "She's totally after him."
"Yep," Graystripe plopped down on his grey tummy and groaned, "Why is Fireheart so popular?"
Dustpelt swiped at Graystripe, "If you consider Windsong and Sandstorm a fan club, then, who knows?"
The round tom ducked and laughed, "Lucky for us he's clueless. It's always interesting to see the girls fighting over him."
They nodded and looked to where Sandstorm was sitting with Airslash, sharing tongues. They caught her look of jealousy as Fireheart and Windsong walked away together just in time before she glanced away, ear twitching.
"Yep. Totally full of fun, laughs, and games, huh boys?" Goldenflower mewed as she walked by, her pale pelt brushing in the wind.
"Humph. Full of trouble, if you ask me." Tigerclaw stalked past the younger warriors with his mate in tow, "Come on, Goldenflower. We have to Border Patrol to get to, and I don't think Lionheart will be very pleased if we show up late." The big tabby paused and growled lowly to Goldenflower as they joined Whitestorm, Lionheart, and Runningwind to leave, "You know, Goldenflower... I don't very much like being told what to do by that over-grown squirrel."
She looked at Tigerclaw with concern, "You're not planning, what I think you're planning to do, are you Tigerclaw? Surely even you aren't that ambicious."
The big tom whipped his head around to glare at the sleek she-cat, "Who knows how ambicious I am?"
Her yellow eyes widened in surprise as her ears flattened to her head, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you upset..."
He blinked, and lowered his shoulder fur, "That's why I love you." He started walking again, picking up speed to catch up with the Patrol.
"Really?" She, too, picked up speed.
"Yep. You were never afraid of me."
Three more moons later...
"Thunderclan! Fall back!"
"No!" Tigerstar yowled at Lionheart as he batted the head of a Riverclan warrior who'd lunged for his throat with unsheathed, wickedly curved claws, "We can do it! We can still win!"
"No, Tigerclaw!" Lionheart back-kicked a she-cat who'd snuck up behind him, "Thunderclan will know about your bravery and determination, but we must retreat!" He pounced on a grey silver tom, "We're badly outnumbered!"
Tigerclaw growled and snapped his teeth on the hide of yet another Riverclan cat before turning and yowling, "Thunderclan, retreat!"
The Thunderclan cats on Border Patrol around Sunningrocks one by one broke away from their fights and turned tail. Airslash and Graystripe were among some of the last to leave the battlefield. As he got back to the woods, he stopped and turned back to see Oakheart and the rest of the Riverclan Border Patrol and backup cats start up a long, Victory caterwaul to the sky.
"Snakefaces!" Airslash hissed in disgust as he and Graystripe walked back to camp, burdened by their wounds and the loss of Sunningrocks. "How dare they steal what's rightfully ours!?"
The big, round grey warrior grinned, "If only Fireheart were here. He'd call you a mousebrain and say that they didn't steal it just like we wouldn't be stealing it by taking it back."
The black and white tom stopped, "No, he wouldn't. He doesn't talk to me. He hasn't even acknowledged my existence since we were apprentices." Except for that one time...
Graystripe, too, stopped and looked at Airslash, "Does it bother you?"
"What?"
Graystripe rotated an ear, "That Fireheart doesn't pay you attention?"
"Ha! Ofcourse not!" Airslash started speed walking, as fast as he could with a limp, "It's just... sometimes it gets annoying."
"Oh... okay," Graystripe followed Airslash in silence. Is it possible that-? Graystripe shook his head in disbelief.No... not Airslash and Fireheart...
"So-" Airslash was cut off by a sound of pawsteps. By the sound of it, eight paws and two cats.
Airslash and Graystripe exchanged glances before dropping in unison to the ground and slithering silently into some bushes. A dark tabby and a golden brown tabby were walking, side by side, argueing silently. Then it happened. A flash of claws, a shriek of anguish, and a dead body falling to the ground. Oh... no... Fireheart...
"I tried to save him... but... but there was nothing I could do to he-"
"You LIAR!" Airslash's yowl cut off Tigerclaw's mourning as he burst into camp with Graystripe behind him, panting.
Airslash... Graystripe... so it was y'all... Tigerclaw thought inwardly.
"Airslash, what is the meaning of this?" Bluestar spoke up from on top of Highrock beside Tigerclaw.
The black and white warrior glared up at the huge tabby, "Tell her, Tigerclaw. Tell her what I'm talking about!"
"Excuse me?" Bluestar looked between her senior warrior and her kittypet warrior, "What is he talking about, Tigerstar?"
Tigerclaw flipped his tail and spoke through clenched teeth, "That's what I'd like to know."
"Just, stop it, Tigerclaw," Graystripe spoke up for the first time, "It's over."
Airslash's voice rose, "We saw what happened."
"Huh? What's he talking about?" Bluestar was getting anxious.
"And exactly what did you see," Tigerclaw's amber eyes sharpened and pinned to Airslash, "Airslash?"
"You killed him."
Tigerclaw's claws slid out and his fur begun to rise.
"You killed Lionheart!"
The clan gasped, Morningflower fainted, and Airslash fell back as Tigerclaw lunged for his throat. You will die, Airslash! If I'm kicked out, then you're gonna die as punishment!
CHETAHLUV: Yes, I'm aware Redtail was killed by Tigerclaw at Sunningrocks and Lionheart was killed by a Shadowclan cat in a battle ^w^
SPOTTEDLEAF: Y am i left out of the chpts lately? *POUT*
TIGERCLAW: Y am i the bad guy?
LIONHEART: Y did i die?
GOLDENFLOWER: Y did i faint?
SANDSTORM: Where am i?
FIREHEART: Y r u all askin all these questions?
AIRSLASH: Makin statements, assuming!
FIREHEART: ...
WINDSONG: Idu...
RAVENDIVE: CHETAHLUV owns nothin' but the Story Plot... Kinda! ;P