Sun: Rising

Hi there! I'm new to this Wikia... eh... And I thought I'd try out trying to make a story.

Chapter One
-Gulps- Here goes!

There was a quick scuttling noise as the white tabby she-cat watched the prey run past, annoyance dancing in her amber eyes.

"Nice try, Havenpaw," Branchpaw mewed. His voice echoed in the emptiness as Havenpaw stood up. She looked around, as if expecting something. Which she was.

"Where's Tinypaw?" she asked. Branchpaw shrugged. Him brushing off where Tinypaw off made her feel a tad better.

Turning around and looking back at her, Branchpaw said, "I don't know. But we should get back to the clan now."

Havenpaw felt a rush of exasperation. Branchpaw could get very boring at some times, but she agreed with him. Picking up a blackbird she had caught earlier on, Havenpaw scuttled after the dark brown tabby tom.

"Feathers... choking..." she spluttered as they picked up their pace. Branchpaw gave a purr of amusement, and Havenpaw felt elated; it was so hard to make him laugh. She tried a lot. Sometimes she didn't know why. If she didn't get anything back after all her hard work... then...

"Havenpaw!" came the cry of-

Branchpaw skidded around as Ashpaw crashed into Havenpaw, knocking nearly the living daylight out of her. Giving a mrr of laughter, Havenpaw spun around and the two rolled around in a ball or fur.

"Hey, cut it out," hissed Branchpaw, as Ashpaw fell on top of him. Havenpaw's heart sunk, then hopped back, defiant.

"We were just having fun, Branchpaw," she said, voice having a slight steely tinge to it. She opened her jaws to say something else, then muttered, "I give up." Then louder, "You can keep the bird."

Then she stalked away. She could hear Branchpaw say, confused, "What?". However, Ashpaw didn't stay to talk to him; instead, he chased after Havenpaw.

After a while, Ashpaw caught up to her, flicking his tail over her face. She turned away.

"What was that?" he asked her. Havenpaw snarled silently at a shrub.

"What was that?" she challenged him. Havenpaw turned her head back to his blue eyes, and they were shocked. She turned away again.

"That was exactly what I said. I give up." When Ashpaw did not respond to that, she kept going. "I give up trying to please that tom. I try so hard to-" She broke off. What in the world of Starclan? Why was she telling Ashpaw this?

He sat, tail curled over his paws. He almost seemed to be happy, Havenpaw noted.

And with that, Branchpaw also caught up to them.

Chapter Two
I just don't know. :P lolz This chapter reminds me of "I Hate Everything About You" By Three Days Grace.

"Havenpaw," he said. His voice shook her.

"Who are you and what have you done to Branchpaw," she near-growled. It wasn't him to sound.... compassionate. To her, anyway.

Branchpaw took a step toward Havenpaw, but Ashpaw suddenly stood up, fur bristling.

"Go away, Branchpaw," Ashpaw snarled. "You've done enough here."

"What the... and who are you to judge?" he snapped. Ashpaw began to crouch.

Suddenly he pounced. Havenpaw had not been expecting this. She leapt into him, Branchpaw still and staring.

"What're you doing, Ashpaw," she whispered. He stopped struggling under her grip, and she got off. Deftly getting back on his paws, Ashpaw mumbled, "Thought he... ANNOYED you."

Havenpaw nearly sneered. "Yes, he does. But at least let me do the fighting, please."

"Annoyed?" Branchpaw echoed. He seemed very confused.

Havenpaw's claws slid out.

"I. Hate. Everything. About. You." she spat every word out individually. "Why do I even love you?"

Then she ran away.