The thunder that followed the wind (Jayfeather x oc fanfic)

Chapter 3

Jaypaw's pov

I pricked my ears, listening to Leafpool's breathing. Once she was asleep I could sneak out. I picked up on the change in her breathing and slowly crawled out of my nest, sniffing the air when I exited the medicine den. Cloudtail was sat at the entrance on guard and every other cat was asleep in their nests. I sneak over to the dirtplace and climb through the branches that surrounded it. I shake out my fur before following the scents towards the Windclan border. I pricked my ears at the sound of an owl overhead. I ignored it. If an owl tried to swoop me up then I'd claw its eyes out. I reached the stream that marked the Windclan border and sniffed again. The freshest scent was from the border patrol. She wasn't here. I twitch my tail. I just wanted to know why I could see around her. I hear pawsteps approaching as my colours begin filling my gaze. It gets stronger until I'm splashed with water. I shake my head, water dripping from my fur. I look down. Spottedpaw was in the stream, splashing about until she got her footing. She looked at me. 
"I'm sorry. I wasn't able to stop running in time. I guess I'm covered in water now" she sighs, climbing out of the water and shaking out her fur, letting it fluff out. She looks at me.
"I honestly thought you weren't going to show up. But I'm glad you did. Come on. This way" she explains, pointing forward with her muzzle. She begins running through the trees, sticking to her side of the border. I run to catch up and keep pace with her. The stream curves away and I jump over it. We were leaving clan territory and I wasn't sure how this would go. Spottedpaw stopped running at a ridge, a few small pebbles tumbling down into the grass below.
"What is this place?" I ask, looking around. She jumps down onto a small worn down path along the ridge and looks up.
"Come on. I want to show you something" she purrs. I step forward, slipping off the ridge and landing on the rocks. I lift my head, expecting Spottedpaw to say something but she didn't. I get to my paws and look. She was waiting for me. When she noticed I was on my paws, she turned around and started running down the small path, making a turn and running through the grass. I quickly followed, trying my best to catch up with her even if she could cover more distance than me. We reached a dip in the ground, a large rock sitting at the lip. She jumped onto the rock and sat down, turning to me. She tipped her head, encouraging me to join. I leapt up onto the rock and sat down next to her, looking straight ahead. The grass stretched for mouse lengths, I couldn't even see where it ended. There were different plants scattered across the ground and prey that bounded and scuttled through the grass. 
"Beautiful isn't it. I found it by accident when I went a bit far from the Windclan border once" she explains, momentarily rubbing a paw over her eyes. 
"You seem to do that a lot" I point out.
"Yeah. My eyes always itch around you for some reason. But I don't care. I still want to be your friend" she states with confidence, turning to me and smiling. I twitch one ear but don't answer. She falters.
"Y-you know. If you want to be friends" she mumbles, running her paw across the rock. I could feel a strong feeling coming from her. Sadness. Maybe guilt? I pricked my ears. Why did she feel like that. I closed my eyes momentarily. They snapped open again when I heard her thoughts. She thought she was wasting my time. I looked back out at the landscape.
"Why would you think I wouldn't want to be friends" I snap. She lifts her head, disbelief on her face.
"Well...... I just thought you felt obliged to come here. I guess I'm just used to most cats seeing me as a pest" she whispers, looking at her paws.
"Well...... you aren't" I grumble, looking away and flicking my tail. I'm suddenly tackled and both of us fall off the rocks and into the grass. Small stars rise from the ground when we do, fluttering around in the air. She looks into my eyes.
"How about we meet up every 3rd moonrise? We can come here" she offers. I consider the offer, flicking an ear.
"Alright" I agree. She purrs before flopping herself down on top of me, knocking the wind out of me. I can feel her purr against my chest, her own rumbling as she did. I could get used to something like this.