Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

Lilyspirit · RiverClan Warrior

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Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

Ivoryclaw stared intensely back in to her eyes with his own amber gaze. "I thought that you would have probably taken back what you said after i practically gaze you the shove, yes." The white tom, despite being young had the look of a senior warrior that had seen to many bloody battles in his eyes, neither trusting nor loving. "I dont think anyone can truly love a wretch like me but thats beside the point. It would have been better if i had died." His voice wasnt sad, depressed or anything like that. It was merely accepting and almost sounded defeated.
"You're a good cat Amberwing. You should have backed out of this while you still had the chance. Ive made a promise to you that i would make you in to a legend. I promised and i always keep my word. Its not to late for you to back out though," He sighed softly, almost as if he didnt want her to stay away. A look flittered across his eyes. He had never truely been afraid to die in a long time but today he was. He was scared that if he had... what would Amberwing had thought of him? Would she scoff and think him incompitent? Thinking that he was nothing but hot air and this style of his was overated.

Lilyspirit · RiverClan Warrior

Amberwing, dispite his and her own injuries, could not stop herself from smacking him across the face with a sheathed paw. "Mousebrain! You're the most arrogant cat alive if you think a few of your pretty words can ruin a feeling like that." She shook her head. Everything he was saying was like razors to her already terrible wounds. "When I say I love you, that means I want to be with you all the time. I want you to care about me the same way I care about you. If you get injured, I get injured. If you die, I die. It doesn't seem like a good thing when I put it like that, but I'd never take away this feeling, even if it's never returned." She dropped her gaze for a moment, collecting her thoughts. "I care about you, and I always will, even if you leave and never come back. I'm telling you now, it will kill me if you do, but I'll always care about you Ivoryclaw." Amberwing stared at her paws, bloody and broken, her cheeks pink with Ivoryclaw's eyes focused on her. She'd been rejected once recently, she didn't know if she'd be able to hold herself together if he treated her just as coldly.

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

Ivoryclaw studied her for a moment but the words of Roseheart flittered in to his mind, 'If only you would stop being so cold and settle down. A mate is all you need!'
The white warrior sighed for a moment. "Im sorry," he said humbly. "Im not an easy cat to get along with and i know it. Ive had a bad past that you think i should get over... Im not sure if i ever can since im not that strong. I am physically but mentally... That is why i act the way i do. I know its tough to see me like this but i cant help it." He glanced down at his own paws. "Forgive me for being foolish Amberwing... I shouldnt have said those things those few days ago." He glanced up at her with strangly warm eyes, "I cant say whether or not i can live up to your expectations... But i can try." A soft look passed over his features, a look he hadnt had since he was no more than a kit. He tentively leaned forward and touched his pink nose with hers. "I cant say that i love you the way you want to... But im going to try." A smile quirked the edge of his lips upward as he tried to change his cold unfeeling self in to someone Amberwing could grow old with.

Lilyspirit · RiverClan Warrior

Amberwing gasped as his cool nose touched hers. Was this really happening? What happened to the Ivoryclaw she had been speaking with a few moments ago? Surely this was just a dream. A sick, twisted dream. "Thank you so much." She whispered, just enjoying the moment while it lasted. "But I'm not asking you to change for me. I was really mad before, and I didn't mean all of those things." She took a deep breath, his scent fogging up her mind even more. "I love you for who you are, so don't go trying to be something you're not."

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

Ivoryclaw tilted his head to the side slightly, the smile disappearing from his face so he looked like he usually did, except his eyes. He eyes remained warmer than usual. The tom let out a short sigh, "Alright." He wouldnt change to much, only enough to make sure he didnt infuriate her as much as he would normally. He reached his bloody paw forward and placed it on hers. "If that is what you wish i will do it," he gently closed his eyes and let this moment wash over him. It was strange, this warm feeling. It wasnt something he had felt in a long time. This feeling of being able to trust someone other than himself. He knew Amberwing deserved way better than anything he had to offer, but she had settled for him. He was truely grateful that she had done that though he knew he didnt deserve it. "Thank you," he whispered softly with closed eyes.

Jaggedpine · ThunderClan Deputy

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Amourapaw · ThunderClan Medicine Cat Apprentice

Mosspaw clawed a dark brown warrior with a white, furry underbelly. Her claws pulled off tons of long hair, leaving the warrior screaming in pain. Her eyes were dripping in blood, some were hers. The rest were the NightClan warriors. Her body was feeling the fiery sensation, as if she enjoyed killing and harming cats. Guilt prickled in her fur as she thought about what she was feeling, but she tried to push it away. I have to protect my clan when it's in danger, she thought.

Shadowstar stared at his cats, wounded, dead. Fury spread through his body like fire in a forest. His tail curled up and his lips pulled back. His fangs showed, white, piercing. He let out deafening howl. "NIGHTCLAN!" he meowed. "Retreat!" He held his tail up, high, as he started running back towards his home.

Lilyspirit · RiverClan Warrior

Amberwing flinched at the pain his paw on hers shot through her, but smiled at the warmth and he love of the gesture. It reminded her that they both needed to get to a Medicine cat's den. "We should be going," the she-cat whispered after a long time, "Bleeding out isn't the brightest idea," She smiled again, wanting to get up, but stalling the pain it would put on her legs.

'Ivoryclaw still has it worse,' She thought to herself, but she wasn't sure if the red staining his coat was his own blood, or the other cats'. With a light gasp that she masked as well as she could, she stood on her paws, ready to help him the rest of the way. It was not adrenaline now that let the pain mull in her paws, but the warmth of these feelings, still too new to her. The feeling of knowing that Ivoryclaw was willing to try. "Ready?" She asked, content to stand and wait as he got to his paws too.

Amourapaw · ThunderClan Medicine Cat Apprentice

Mosspaw stopped, eyes wide in amazement. Shadowstar, calling NightClan to retreat? Not very likely. The power-hungry, dangerous cat was not the sort to admit defeat so quickly in a battle. Mosspaw sighed, turning around. Her fur tangled and messy, blood dripping down. Her right leg was bleeding, stomach scratched, ear torn, and claw snagged. It didn't hurt that much during the war, but now the pain was almost unbearable. She hurried to the medicine cat's den.

Eaglebird's den was busy already, cats in and out. He seemed tired, wary. His stock or herbs was low, and he had no apprentices to get some for him. Mosspaw sighed, feeling sad for her brother. Her brother from another litter, an older litter. She padded forward, limping slightly.

"Eaglebird, I am not injured as much as some. I can help you get herbs," she said. The medicine cat looked up. "No," he replied swiftly. "I smell your blood and know that you are injured in many places. No, Songbird is getting them for me." He sighed and licked her ear sympathetically. "Thanks though, Mosspaw." He licked her wounds clean and gently placed cobwebs on them to stop the bleeding. Eaglebird chewed up the marigold, spreading the pulp on all her wounds to keep them from infecting. Mosspaw winced at the pain, but caught herself. Eaglebird's lips twitched, forming a small smile. Mosspaw sighed as soon as he was finished.

"Thanks," she said. She let her pelt brush against her brother's. "If you need me, just call me. I'll look for herbs. I'm not injured much, really." Eaglebird sighed. "You can't fool me, Mosspaw," he said, laughing. "I am a medicine cat. I know when you are injured. No, you'll stay in the apprentice's den and sleep." He gave her a little push and she walked out the den, her eyes twinkling.