by Hopeflower » Thu Jun 17, 2010 2:11 am
Hawkclaw, in the end, was forced to sink her teeth into Heatherpelt's scruff and hold her back. The dark tabby muttered through a mouthful of fur, "For StarClan's sake, Heatherpelt, it's just a rogue!" "You don't understand," Heatherpelt mewed desperately. "I can't sit back and do nothing. I don't want to see more kits grow up without a mother!" Hawkclaw blinked, confused. "Who grew up without a mother?" she asked, letting go of the older cat's scruff. "It...happened a long time ago, when I was an apprentice," Heatherpelt mewed softly, her expression darkening with some emotion the younger cat couldn't quite place. Was it grief? Anger? Self-disgust? Or was it all of those? The former medicine cat went on, "There was a cat - her name was Snowtail. She was one of Spottedstar's daughters, a loyal ThunderClan cat, and Fireflower's best friend. She, um..." Heatherpelt had to clear her throat before she could continue. "She fell in love with a RiverClan tom named Nightstripe. And she ran away to RiverClan, for a time. There was a battle...Spottedstar was determined to get her back, but Flarestar wouldn't give her up. And Snowtail was injured in the stomach."
"Gotta have a little sadness once in a while so you know when the good times come."
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