Me, or Her? (A Short Story Based off of Warrior Cats)

Part 5: A True Lover's Heart

Ava'yorn! Hello! This is the last part for "Me, or Her?". It's been super fun writing it though! I like these 5 part stories--they're not too long, and they don't take forever to write (even though I may procrastinate sometimes...) Nothing else to say again

CHARACTERS:

Rosebreeze - a black she-cat with silver paws and a silver tail-tip with blue-green eyes; ForestClan warrior; mate of Hawkstrike

Hawkstrike - a dark brown tom with one white paw and amber eyes; ForestClan warrior; mate of Rosebreeze; in 'love' with Cedarfrost

Cedarfrost - a white she-cat with a black underbelly and tail-tip and dark green eyes; ForestClan warrior; in love with Hawkstrike

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Part 5: A True Lover's Heart

I had eventually drifted to sleep in spite of my troubles and racing thoughts. But it wasn't peaceful.

My dreams were filled with nightmares about Cedarfrost attacking me, Hawkstrike rejecting me for Cedarfrost, and then became worse with Hawkstrike attacking me. I've never been more terrified before in my life, even when the territory was invaded with three full grown badgers.

What wakes me is a slight breeze that shakes the branch I am lying on. I lift my head and look down at the forest floor and then up at the sky--it is dark, and stars are shining brightly. The crescent moon is hidden behind some thin clouds trailing across the sky, making it seem a little spooky. It is still a ways off until dawn arrives.

I feel restless, so I warily scramble down the tree and hop onto the forest floor, making sure no cat was still waiting for me before I ventured out. My mind is still swarming with thoughts, and I let my feet take me where ever through the woods. I trample though some bramble tendrils, but I barely even notice or feel the sting of the cuts. Too much is happening right now!

 As I keep on padding, I am acutely aware of the sound of water pouring, and before I know it, I am in the middle of the Moonlight Pond, standing on the minute island in the center of the body of water. The realization of where my paws instinctively took me shocks me so much that I almost tumble head-first into the pond, but I catch myself a whisker-length from the water. I back away slowly from the still surface and crouch in the middle of the piece of land, glancing around my surroundings.

The area is as beautiful as it always was, even if the sky isn't clear. The waterfall is still pouring down its infinite water, mist lightly appearing from the bottom of it; lily pads are dotted across the calm surface; the croak of a frog sounds every now and then. It's perfect.

It would be perfect. If Hawkstrike were here. And not with Cedarfrost....

I shake my head so fiercely to get the thought out of my mind I become a bit off-balanced and lean over, my side now lying on the ground.

I feel miserable now. More miserable than before. I feel too weak to lift myself up to my paws again. I just want to lie here, and die... I cover my muzzle with my paw and whimper to no one in particular softly, "Why me? What have I ever done to deserve this? I've found my one true love, the only cat who I care about more than my Clanmates, and he doesn't love me the way I love him. He abandoned me. Deserted me...." I shuffle a bit to get more comfortable. "Why?"

I squeeze my eyes shut and just wish for everything bad to disappear. It felt like a season before I opened them again--only because I sense someone's approach. I turn my head towards the newcomer and shoot up. But once I recognize who it is, it feels like my legs just turn to flimsy leaves and causes me to plunge right into the perfectly calm water out of shock.