This is a short story about a tom and 2 she-cats. I do mean to steal the title of the song. LOL
Normal = Aspentail
Italics = Fawnfoot
Bold = Poppyfur
I first laid eyes on her when our patrols clashed, a furious battle on the border between ThunderClan and ShadowClan.
I found I couldn't hurt her. Her beauty was intoxicating to me, like the smell of blood coming from a Clan mate.
It hurt to say goodbye.
When I saw him tackle that ThunderClan she-cat, a new feeling arose in me. I noticed his taut muscles struggle, and then I saw him stop.
He was looking at her differently, in a way that I couldn't watch.
I hated her.
"What's your name?" I asked gently.
"Fawnfoot," she answered.
My Clan mate, Poppyfur, interrupted us as she pushed me off of Fawnfoot. "Need some help?" she asked.
As I struggled beneath the ShadowClan she-cat, I saw the tom slip away to help another Clan mate. But I saw the gleam in his eyes, and I longed to see it again.
"He's mine," the she-cat whispered in my ear.
I only nodded, thinking that he was mine.
I leaped away from the ThunderClan she-cat as the leaders called retreat. I saw Aspentail holding a limp body and realized that we had lost.
"She's mine," the ThunderClan cat whispered, standing. She had barely a scratch on her.
I shrugged at her, dragged my claws across her flank, and went to be with my Clan mates.
I padded over to Fernfoot, ignoring Poppyfur. I pretended to slash her with my claws, but instead I whispered, "Meet me here tonight."
She nodded and padded back to ThunderClan.
My heart pounded.
I knew he didn't claw her.
I really loved him. I realized it with my heart.