Lionblaze, Heathertail, Breezepelt, and coffee

This plot is completely fake and crazy, dude/dudette, or whatever u r. This is set after Sunrise. Oh I said "coffee" at the end...well, ul see.--Cloverfang 22:59, 18 June 2009 (UTC)Cloverfang

Chapter 1
It was the night of the Gathering. Lionblaze watched Heathertail and Breezepelt stroll under the moonlight jealously as they padded along beside each other. He had no one. Almost all his Clanmates except the apprentices and Thornclaw had a mate. For StarClan's sake, Leafpool even had a mate! Well, a former one, anyways. Mousewhisker and Hazeltail didn't, either, but Lionblaze was sure he would've gotten one by now.
 * "Lionblaze, how does it feel, that you're alone?" sneered the familiar voice in his head. It was Tigerstar, his former dead mentor.
 * "You knew I loved Heathertail!" yowled Lionblaze in his head, "you knew I would die for her!"

He saw Tigerstar's face, plus Hawkfrost's, when he said 'die for her'. Hawkfrost growled, slitting his eyes.
 * "You should only die for yourself and your Clan! Not some pretty little WindClan she-cat!" He screeched, lashing out his paw in Lionblaze's mind.

Lionblaze's mind avatar leaped back, spitting. How could they attack his head on the night of a Gathering? How dare they! He would punish them! As Lionblaze fought, he didn't realize that he was also attacking the air in real life. Heathertail and Breezepelt watched, snickering. But they quite laughing when Lionblaze swiped a paw at Breezepelt's face, locking his claw with his ear.
 * "Hey! Let go of me, you piece of foxdung!" Breezepelt scored his claws down Lionblaze's side, spewing blood all over the clearing. No cat paid heed, though. Heathertail backed away slowly from the fight, and ran across the Tree-Bridge, no cat seeing her.

As she walked into the forest, she smelled a delicious hot substance. She wasn't sure what it was, so she followed it. She came upon a dark brown puddle from which the scent came from. Sniffing it slightly, she stuck out her tongue, and took a few laps. It was so hot it made her cough.
 * "Hey, that's what all call it, cough-ee. I've gotta get Breezepelt to try some of this." As she ran back, somewhat faster than before, she padded swiftly and quickly over the Tree-Bridge.

K' im tired ill do the rest l8r--Cloverfang 22:59, 18 June 2009 (UTC)Cloverfang