"Hey Lionfur!"Honeyclaw purred padding up to him. Lionfur shivered at the sound of her voice.
"What do you want?"Lionfur grumbled.
"That's not a nice way to address your mate,"Honeyclaw hissed. She's even acting different towards me! Does that me I'm going to die soon?
"Don't worry you won't have to worry about it for long,"Lionfur meowed and started to pad out of the Warriors den pushing past his mate.
"You know don't you,"Honeyclaw hissed.
"About what?"Lionfur narrowed his eyes acting like be hadn't heard everything.
"That um..Frostpelt and Ravenheart were mates secretly,"Honeyclaw mewed.
"Is that so?"
"Yes Frostpelt was even the last thing Ravenheart saw before he died,"Honeyclaw sighed sadly and padded toward the outer edge of the Stormclan Warriors den and she looked up at the sky. Am I really mates with the killer? And if it came down to it would I actually send her to the dark forest? Lionfur's fur bristled at the thought. The sun was still slowly rising and Lionfur hated it.
"I need some time to think leave,"Lionfur ordered.
Honeyclaw froze in shock "But..."Her voice trailed off to some far away place.
"I said leave,"Lionfur yowled and he watched his mate pad out if he den reluctantly until she was no longer visible.
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Lionfur's destiny
FanfictionBefore Silverpaw's vengeance. Lionfur's whole destiny has been laid out before him. He has to kill his mate Honeyclaw and save all of Stormclan from unimaginable dangers and die saving his clan, and he will be always known as the cat who saved Storm...
