Warrior Cats: Fluffs LGBTQ+ (#FreeTheLGBT)

Bloody (Scourge X Bone)

     The massive deputy of BloodClan just woke up for the morning, and he stank of the blood that has now dried on his pelt.
I must have bees for brains! The tom scolded himself. He leaned over and started washing himself to no avail. He tried again before he heard a yowl splitting the air. Scourge! Bone stretched his lean muscles and yawned before climbing out of the trash can he slept in overnight.
"Bone, how nice of you to join us." The leader of BloodClan muttered smoothly with his unnaturally high pitched voice.
"I apologize, Scourge. It won't happen again." The deputy apologized.
"Oh, don't worry about it. You're different." The smaller tom spoke with a wink.
Is he flirting with me? Bone asked himself, suddenly feeling flustered.
"Bone. Are you feeling alright?" Brick asked.
"Y-Yes, I am." The deputy responded nervously.
"As I was saying, those pathetic excuses for cats need to leave. And I lied to that mousebrained Tigerstar. We aren't going to share the forest with him. We are going to take it from him!" Scourge exclaimed, rare happiness shining in his icy blue eyes.
"Good idea, great one." One cat praised.
"Yes, Scourge, that sounds like a phenomenal plan." Brick agreed.
"What about you, Bone?" The leader asked.
"I think that's a great idea. Let's do it as soon as possible." He agreed.
"You are all dismissed!" Scourge meowed. "Bone, you come with me."
The stocky deputy felt confused but honored. He was going to visit his leader's den! Once he jumped up into the gigantic abandoned dumpster. He looked around and saw a nest made of bird feathers and mouse fur. And some bones were scattered about, and the "den" was full of nothing but the comforting and bloody scent of Scourge.
"C'mere, Bone." The smaller cat commanded. The bigger cat obeyed and sat down in front of his leader.
"Yes, Scourge?" Bone spoke. But Scourge silenced him with a flick of his tail and the small leader started to groom his deputy. Bone was shocked at first, but he let the comforting rasp of Scourge's tongue against his dirty and bloody pelt.