Bee {A Warriors Fanfiction}

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"Featherfur, it's not funny, Come out we have to patrol."  Beesnout sighed, trudging through the swampy marsh.

''Hunting a toad doesn't take this long!''

Lashing her tail, the she sat down, slouching. Suddenly a flash of silver leapt on top of Beesnout. Beesnout let out a bloodcurdling shriek, flailing helplessly beneath the tall, thin tom. Help. Was all she could think. Help me. She begged. 

A loud purr warmed her thoughts as she opened an eye. A silver face greeted her with a cheeky expression.  

''You should of seen your face.'' He proclaimed with a purr. Lifting her chin, Beesnout booted the tom off of her.

''Shut up!'' She snorted, licking her ruffled fur down. "Did you at least catch the toad?''

"You mean this  toad?" He flung the toad towards her, purring. 

"I'll take that as a yes." She huffed.

"Oh c'mon. You know you love me."

Beesnout let out a deep purr. "I do."

"Good, caused I'd be worried if you didn't. Since we're mates."

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Beesnout nestled up beside Featherfur as patrols clustered past. A growling figure approached them.

"Starclan's sake Featherfur, you're on a patrol!"

"Oh sorry, madam Kestrel." He graciously replied, getting to his paws, bowing slightly. Clearly mocking the tom.

"I'm a tom.''

"You don't act like one."

Beesnout purred, whacking Featherfur's tail lightly. "Scurry along." She mewled.

"Will do honey-bee!" He purred, prancing away. 

"I don't get how you stand  him!" Kestreltuft's voice softened as he meet Beesnout's gaze.

Beesnout shrugged at her littermate. "I like him."

"Well, I don't!"

"Boohoo, get over it."

Kestreltuft sighed, fixing his gaze on the dwindling fresh-kill pile. "You always were the stubborn one." 

Beesnout drew her head back, "I'm not stubborn!" She snapped, causing the nostalgic tom to jump. "Go back to flirting with Minkstar instead of judging my  relationship." 

As the hurt and shocked tom readied a reply a figure burst through the camp entrance, shrieking inaudible words as he ran. The solid blue apprentice was heaving and panting.
"Calm down Jaypaw. What happened?" A voice asked.
"Rowanfoot's dead!"

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Yes, horrible and cliche but I promise you it'll get better (hopefully) Hope you enjoyed :)
P.s. I am sick yay  (not)