(On Hold)Her Mistake ( Basically me just torturing Dovewing)

//Chapter Four~Dovewing of ShadowClan, Dovewing the Murderer//

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"This was the best night of my life, thank you Dovewing,"

I purred and inched closer to my love. We spent the whole night playing games in the twoleg den and cuddling with each other, now the moon was sinking into the shadows.

I sighed,"I guess it's time to go,"

Tigerheart nodded,"Yeah, we should get going,"

As the Clans' territories came into view I felt a feeling of dread wash over me.

This can't be the last night. I need him now more than ever!

"Ti—Tigerheart,"I murmured quietly .

He glanced down at me with those big, warm amber eyes,"Yes, Dove?"

"Let's keep meeting. I—I can't bear being away from you,"

Tigerheart smiled so brightly I thought I might go blind,"I knew you'd change your mind! Let's meet here again—"

"Tomorrow?" I ventured hopefully.

He shook his head, much to my disappointment,"Let's try once every quarter moon. You think you can last that long?"

I reluctantly nodded, and we padded home in comfortable silence.

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"Dovewing? Dovewing wake up!"

Letting out an irked groan I opened one eye to see my apprentice looking down at me,"What?"

"My dad wants to talk with you,"She replied and backed out of the den.

Feeling sick with dismay, I got up and padded into Bramblestar's den. The dark brown tabby was grooming himself, eyes halfway open.

"B—Bramblestar?"

"Dovewing, how is Sparkpaw's training going?"

I had been the scrappy cat's mentor for two moons, and I hadn't been paying much attention to her due to my steamy thoughts about Tigerheart.

"Oh, it's doing great!"

That was lie. Well, I think it's a lie. I took Sparkpaw out to train by the ShadowClan forest often, but she learned almost everything she knew from the other apprentices. I wasn't sure how well she was doing.

Bramblestar smiled,"That's good. Squirrelflight will be pleased to find out that both of her kits are excelling at their duties. You are dismissed."

I nodded and got out.

Whew.

I looked up at the sky, and realized with a shock that it was past sunhigh!

Oops, I must have slept in. I was with Tigerheart all night.

While stretching, I saw a proud Molewhisker carrying a fat mouse to his mate, Ivypool, who was heavy with his kits.

I padded over to my sister, still feeling sleepy. It turns out that Mousewhisker and Ivypool weren't a couple. The gray and white tom was most likely with RiverClan, since a rouge who had their fishy smell appeared at the Gathering one moon ago and claimed he was. My guess was that Mousewhisker probably thought if every cat believed he was with Ivypool, no one would suspect his relationship with Minnowtail.

"Hi Ivypool,"I nodded to the cream and brown tom next to her,"Molewhisker. Any news about the kits?"

"Leafpool says they'll arrive any day now. I can feel them moving around. Put your paw right here,"She purred and pointed to a spot on her bulging belly.