What If? (A Leafpool&Crowfeather Story)

Two Puzzle Pieces that'll Never Meet(opt.)

This chapter is if Crowfeather and Leafpool break up.

Crowfeather stared at her. Then he turned tail and ran off. Willowsky bounded up. "Hey! Leafpool, I just-" She noticed her mentors tear-glazed eyes and damp muzzle and cheeks. "What's wrong?" Leafpool didn't say anything. She just brushed past the worried grey she-cat and sank into her nest. She hoped her eyes would never open again. But they did- to a nervous voice.

IF IT'S WILLOWSKY

"Leafpool. I know something is bothering you. Crowfeather hasn't been mooning over you since he's got back to camp- you won't talk- Please! Tell me what's wrong!" Willowsky was distraught, but she was a very mature young cat- in fact, she was only about a year younger than Leafpool. Leafpool glared at her, but she couldn't be angry with Willowsky for even a short time, so, slowly, her eyes softened and she sadly explained what had happened. "I understand, it'll be ok." Willowsky murmered soothingly. "No! You don't understand! I-" Willowsky cut her off. "You know Dovepaw?" She said briskly, "She's my daughter. I'm not much younger than you, you know. My mate left me when I told him. I came here first to make sure this place was safe. And... It is. So I let her know to come. She came with my father- Wolf. I mean Wolfstreak. I didn't want anybody to know we were related. I was so ashamed that I'd had kits at such a young age. Hardly eight seasons!" (Two years) Leafpool gazed at her in amazement, respect glimmering in her dull eyes. "You have more than one?" She wondered out loud. "No. He died." Willowsky mewed. Promptly, she lay down besides Leafpool. Leafpool had no idea such a young she-cat could have bore such ordeals- raising her kits all alone, dealing with her grief for her dead son, joining a whole new society- their Clan. She felt so selfish.

IF IT'S CROWFEATHER, OR YOU CAN SAY BOTH HAPPENED

"Leafpool." Crowfeather's voice cut into her dreams. Immediately, Leafpool stood up. "What do you want, Crowfeather?" Crowfeather glared at her, irritatedly. "Leafpool, I'm sorry for my earlier actions. I don't expect you to forgive me, but I am. Truly. Sorry." Leafpool nodded. "I accept your appologies, but... We cannot be mates anymore. I have decided to become the present medicine cat, anyway, as well as training Willowsky. I'm sorry. I don't know why, though." Crowfeather padded away. They hardly ever spoke to eachother again- they ignored eachother. Leafpool gave birth to her two kits outside of the FireClan camp- away from Crowfeather. She asked Iceriver to take them as her own. The queen had agreed. Leafpool made sure those kits weren't mentored by Crowfeather, but couldn't help but feel guilty when she saw the pride in her former mates' eyes when he saw them get their warrior names. She'd never noticed it before.