"Roseheart?!" Icepelt gasped, his eyes wide. She nodded slowly, looking up at the sky.
Roseheart was as beautiful as the last time he saw her, the same flawless, crimson pelt, and gorgeous amber eyes.
"Icepelt..." She started slowly. He tore his gaze away, head shaking.
"No, Roseheart. I have kits with Flowerpetal!" Icepelt hissed, backing away.
Roseheart looked injured. "You just forgot about me?"
"I didn't forget! I... I just..." The tom shuffled his paws in the grass, feeling the blades scrape against his pads.
"You did!" The shecat's stare was accusing. Roseheart's tail lashed, and she turned around, running away into the forest.
Nettlestar watched this, her eyes a bit dull. What was happening to her clan?***
A golden tom raced into camp, tears streaming down his face. "Toffee!"
"What?" Nettlestar asked, blinking. The tom bolted to her, yowling.
"She died! She died!"
Darkfur stomped over, clamping his mouth shut. "What are you going on about?!"
The stranger gasped, his flanks heaving. "She killed herself! My mate!"
Nettlestar flinched, knowing how it felt to have a mate join StarClan.---------------
Aye I'm rewriting this book so just follow me and I'll do it when I feel like it because I'm lazy as hellllll~
I've become a waaay better writer so 🤷♀️
Edit: Chapter one is out y'all
YOU ARE READING
Nettlestar's Truimph (Warrior Cats Story) {being re-written}
FanfictionBorn in a dirty alley. Nettle Replaced. Nettlepaw Hurt. Angry. Nettleclaw Done SparkClan Nettlestar.