Hazelpaw relaxed by the shimmering pond. this is nice,"she meowed.
"yea, fernpaw meowed, it is."
"so why did you ask me on a date?"she teased.
"well you're beautiful and kind,"he meowed truthfully.
"aww well your sweet and a suck-up,"she meowed teasing him.
"i know,"he meowed.
"but your also cute, funny, and your one of my best friends,"she meowed.
"am i only a friend?"he asked.
"well i can see a relationship other than just friends,"she meowed.
"really?"he meowed."i never thought such a gorgeous she-cat would ever like me..."
"oh, your handsome fernpaw,"she meowed.
Hazelpaw let go of her silly crush on tigerpelt at that moment, and she began to feel something stromger than friendship for the gray tom who sat beside her gazing into her orange eyes.
"i love you,"she meowed thrusting her muzzle onto his.
"i love you more,"he meowed returning the geusture.
The two twined their tails together and purred happily.
"well maybe we should head back,"fernpaw meowed after some time.
"yes, i bet jewelpaw is dying to hear how our date went,"hazelpaw meowed.
The two began to walk back just enjoying the scene in front of them.
But hazelpaw stepped onto a trap and got captured.
"oof,"she wheezed.
"are you okay?"fernpaw asked.
"yes, just a bit breathless,"she meowed.
She quickly cut a vine and the trap fell apart.
She shook off her pelt and stopped.
"do you hear that?"she asked silently.
"yeah, i wonder what it could be?"
The two snuck along the brush curious of the noise.
"hey isn't that tigerpelt?"fernpaw whispered.
Hazelpaw could smell tigerpelt's scent ahead.
"yes,"she whispered back.
The two stopped when the scent was overwhelming and gazed into a small clearing.
Tigerpelt sat near the middle chatting with an older tom that smelled funny.
"my son,"the elder tom murmered."what is your position within the clan?"
"but a warrior, father,he meowed, i have been named an apprentice to train."
"well done!"the tom praised."and anyone special to carry on our generation of cats?"
"maybe one cat,"he meowed.
"what is her name?"he urged.
"well i really do like this one she-cat named flowerpelt,"he meowed.
"hmm,"the tom pondered."yes the little brown kit!"
"yes she's a brown she-cat,"tigerpelt muttered.
"any other suitable she-cats?"his father asked.
"there was one..."tigerpelt meowed.
"was?"his father puzzled.
"she went out on a date earlier with a tom,he sighed, i really liked her, but shes just an apprentice yet.."
"well i you like her wait till she's a warrior then charm her,"
"she won't like me that way im her mentor..."
"then make her like you,"
"yes, Deadly, i shall,"tigerpelt meowed.
"then I shall take leave but i will be back in the next moon, i expect kits from you soon."deadly warned.
"when shall i start with the clan takeover?"
"soon,"was all deadly said before he disappeared into the bush.
The two young cats leaped away silently. The two were shocked at what they heard.
Tigerpelt was in allegaince with his evil father?
He had liked hazelpaw?
He was going to take over treeclan?
The questions were endless.....
so i'm uploading this at school and i have to listen to justin beiber from the cpu next to me :(
