Heathertail woke up, startled, by a sudden noise. "Who's that?" she called out.
"Heathertail! It's me, Lionblaze!"
Heathertail immediately came out of the Warriors' den. She flattened her ears at him, snarling.
"Not here! Meet me by the tunnels."
She lashed her tail once, but reluctantly, followed him. "What do you want, Lionblaze?"
"I can't stand this anymore. I need you!"
"You need me?" she snorted, disbelievingly.
"I made a mistake. Sedgewhisker told them, not you. It took too long for me to realize. I'm sorry. I still love you, Heathertail. Please give me another chance!"
"You...love me?"
"Yes! I do! So much!"
Heathertail hesitated, then meowed,"...I'm with Breezepelt now."
"But you're not mates, are you?"
Again, she hesitated. "Well, no, but... You almost killed Crowfeather! You're a monster. We can't do this again. I'm loyal to my Clan!" Her fur was becoming ruffled with anger.
"I would expect nothing less," he purred. "But I want you to come with me."
"Come with you? Where?"
"I want to run away from here. Get away from this. I don't want to die. We could be together."
"We wouldn't make it. Leafstar or her warriors would find us."
"Maybe they wouldn't. Please consider running away with me. I'll be back tomorrow night," he promised. Lionblaze ran off to ThunderClan's border.
"What should I do....?"
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The Warrior Games
FanfictionIt's basically a mashup of Warriors and Hunger Games. Six cats, three she-cats and three toms, are chosen, from the five Clans, to compete in the Warrior Games where they fight to the death until only one remains.
