Jackson (songfic)

"oa is Johnny Cash & June Carter"

jackson // a goldenflower & tigerclaw songfic
we got married in a fever--

hotter than a pepper sprout

The Thunderclan camp had just caught on fire. Goldenflower had lost Bramblekit temporarily, but he was now returned, being checked by Mudfur. The clan was in Riverclan's camp for refuge- the fire wouldn't spread past the river. However, now with the rain, the river was flooding over, so they had to wait to return to camp... Not that there would be much to return to. Tawnykit and Bramblekit were curled into Goldenflower's sodden belly, napping, not that they minded.

Suddenly, Goldenflower caught glance of a dark tabby pelt. She suppressed a snarl rising in her throat.

"Goldenflower," he greeted, voice gruff and smooth as ever.

"Tigerclaw," she returned curtly, "What are you doing here?"

"Official Shadowclan business," Tigerclaw quietly sat in front of her. Goldenflower wrapped her tail over the kits, trying to cover them.

She shook her head, "You're not part of Shadowclan."

Tigerclaw maliciously smiled, "You'd be wrong! I'm in Shadowclan and Nightstar is ordering some of his warriors make bonds with Riverclan. I was chosen."

Goldenflower got the feeling that he was lying, she scoffed. "Shadowclan!" she said in disbelief, "Shadowclan is sick with Carrionplace disease- way to wreck your health. Yeah, go on to Shadowclan. Go groom your pelt."

"Honey, I'm gonna snowball Shadowclan!" Tigerclaw exclaimed, proudly. Goldenflower felt her kits shift closer against her belly, scared.

"See if I care."

Tigerclaw chuckled, "Oh, and Nightstar's chosen me as deputy. When I breeze into Moonstone, Starclan's gonna stoop and bow."

"Ha!"

Tigerclaw shifted, almost insecurely at being taunted by his ex-mate. His eyes suddenly flashed with pride, "All those she-cats gonna make me," he smiled smugly, lustfully, "Teach 'em what they don't know how. I'm going to lead Shadowclan!" he continued after a moment, staring down at Goldenflower, "...now you re-sheathe your claws."

Goldenflower looked back at Fireheart, speaking with Leopardstar, to see if it was alright to leave yet. Fireheart made no motion to say yes. Goldenflower turned back to Tigerclaw, agitated.

"They'll laugh at you in Shadowclan. And Thunderclan'll be laughing with our kits. They'll chase you out like a scolded hound, with your tail tucked between your legs. Yeah, go lead Shadowclan, you big-talking cat. We'll all be watching Shadowclan."

"Good!"

"Watching you make a mousebrain of yourself!"

Tigerstar bared his teeth in another smile, though more agitated with Goldenflower than happy. "I'm leading Shadowclan," he started walking away, "And I ain't ever coming back."

Goldenflower hissed at him, loosening her grip around her kits.

we got married in a fever--

hotter than a pepper sprout.

we been talkin' bout Shadowclan--

ever since the fire went...