I wish #1 - Flaming Cinders

Chapter 3 - The truth

Firehearts P.O.V

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With a heavy heart, I pad out of Yellowfang's den and into the Warriors den, where Sandstorm and Graystripe were instantly by my side, asking a million questions.

"Is she alright?"

"What was Frostfur's reaction?"

"When will she able to train?"

"WILL she be able train?"

"What will-"

I cut Sandstorm off by shaking my head, shrugging and padding into my nest, where the memory still haunted me as Yellowfang meowed,

"She wont be able to become a warrior"

Because the truth was, I honestly felt something for her,as if she was better than just a friend,  and maybe, just maybe it could have been  just a bit more than that.

But now my plans for the future with Cinderpaw were ruined.

I see Graystripe anxiously meowing to  Sandstorm but I ignore it and close my eyes, falling into a deep sleep.

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I wake up and look around, The Dawn Patrol had just left, and I decided to hunt, after all, Cinderpaw would need some food and Yellowfang would be thankful for something to eat, after working so hard at trying to heal the grey apprentice.

I sniff the air, scenting a mouse, and I drop into a hunting crouch, stalking towards the mouse.

I snap its neck with my sharp teeth before it could get away, and I bury it in dirt and set off to catch something for Cinderpaw.

After some time, I catch three mice and a vole. I put one mouse on the Fresh-kill pile and pad to the medicine cat den to give the rest to Yellowfang and her paitent.

"That for Cinderpaw?" Yellowfang asks as I pad into the den "I just gave her some mouse meat, but your welcome to give her that as well"

I nod and pad to Cinderpaw. She was awake, which I hadn't expected after yesterdays events. 

"How are you?" I ask, dropping the mouse beside her. 

"Alright.." She sighed "It isn't as bad as it was"

"Great"

And then, she asked something that shocked me,

"Im never going to become a warrior, am I?"

I didn't want to lower her self-esteem anymore, so i lied,

"Of course.."

She obviously caught it and meowed 

"I knew it, you were lying! Im never going to become a warrior! I'll be crippled for life!" She cried

"You wont be, not with Yellowfang to help you"

Cinderpaw's P.O.V

I knew he was lying, yet I couldn't help wanting to believe him, to let myself be assured by his desperate attempts to calm me. But I can't. I lean against his side, looking up at him like a sickly kit looking for its mother.

"Its alright.." He meows with a sigh, "I have something to tell you.." His voice is now whispered, as if he didn't want anyone to hear.

I lean forward, trying to be able to hear him without straining my leg.

"Ever since i've met you and become your mentor.." He began "I've felt something for you, more than a friend thing.." He stops, looking at me for a while until he sighed,

"Unless you feel the same way?"

I gasp, but he puts his tail over mouth for a few moments, telling me to be quiet, and I whisper,

"I.. I do"

And that was true, I had felt the same way for a long time, but my hopes for anything with him was ruined when I was hit by the monster.

"Then you must promise not to tell anyone, I'll come to speak to you in the morning"

I nod and reply,

"Just after the dawn patrol leaves, because thats when Yellowfang should be out gathering herbs.

He smiles at me, a kind of awkward smile, but all the same, a smile.

I smirk and lay down in my nest as he leaves.

Well then..

I guess he wants me too, 

I only wish I could be a warrior..

With him.