A new beginning

Forbidden relationship(Chapter two)

"Hurry up and come on!" Shouted Heronstar as he hopped around excitedly. Silverfall, Night, Whiteheart and Bray each moved at a trot as they came through WillowClan's territory. Silverfall swiftly looked around before stopping at a stream to get a drink.

Night stopped also crouching slightly before getting back up mumbling inaudibly. Bray chuckled softly padding up to Heronstar who wouldn't stop moving. Whiteheart looked down at her paws before her ears angled towards some reeds as she heard footsteps. She jumped up in alarm but a white she-cat landed in front of her, claws unsheathed.

She turned her head slightly to get a better look at her companions. Bray and Night was hissing with their ears folded back on their heads and Heronstar only looked at Silverfall who was intentionally staring at the she-cat in front of her. 'i wonder what their history is??'

Silverfall moved towards her slowly as though she was frightened that the she-cat would run off. "Sister," she barely whispered, "Sister it's me, Silverfall!" She mewed softly.

"You let them die! You let us down...you was the best medicine cat after Poppysong was banished." The white she-cat mewed but slowly sheathed her claws.

"But I was inexperienced Mossfoot. I was only twelve moons old!" The silver tabby said with confidence.
"Do you forgive me??" She asked suddenly.

Mossfoot looked bewildered and opened her mouth to answer but a brown tom rushed forward snarling in her direction. "Mossfoot! You're confiding with the enemy! We should be attacking her right now as Dapplestar said."

"No Dustclaw! I won't be shedding any unnecessary blood when leaf-bare is around the way! Tell Dapplestar that she can punish me for this." Mewed Mossfoot.

He looked at her with a glint in his eyes before racing away. She looked down ashamed before calling her apprentice, Flypaw, to come on. A red-brown tom turned around. "She can come back with me Mossfoot. We'll mark the border and take them away."

"Alright Foxpaw. Thanks." She turned and walked away slowly before turning back around and running up to Silverfall. "It was good seeing you today. Maybe I'll see you at the gathering tommorow night."

She padded away and Foxpaw went to the border which was next to a meadow on the moors. Flypaw looked around with calculating blue eyes before joining her denmate. Night, Bray and Whiteheart shuffled closer to Silverfall as if protecting her while Heronstar looked at Foxpaw.

The red-brown tom turned around and caught him looking before mumbling under his breath and nodding for them to follow him.
As he led the way to the outskirts, Flypaw and him made little conversation although he saw that she had a lot on her mind.

He stopped and the end of the outskirts and moved backwards to let them through. Silverfall swiftly looked at him as she passed by before nodding. Bray, Night and Whiteheart each hissed and padded up to Silverfall whispering to her.

Flypaw saw Heronstar as he walked by and noticed his well defined muscles on his small body. She started thinking about him and realized he was watching her with an amused smirk on his face.
She swiftly started licking her pelt to cause the tension to come down before heading back into the reeds to wait for her denmate.

Foxpaw and Heronstar looked at each other but didn't say anything. Foxpaw saw that Heronstar had yellow eyes like a tom he knew as Heronstar flicked his tail once and his companions left without him. He flopped down and started licking his pelt. "Why do you look so much like Foxstar, Foxpaw??" He asked in between licks.

"I uhh don't know." He mewed in a deep but calm voice. 'he knows'
He thought to himself.

"Who's your mother??" Asked the gray tom with black spots on his pelt.