By Fan-Fic's one and only… TIGERSTRIPE!
Disclaimer: as usual, I own only my own insanity
Summary: This is a tragic love tale of Whiteleaf, Brightheart's kit, and Birtchheart, Ferncloud's kit. I don't usually write love stories, but occasionally I feel sappy enough! And I think these two would be cool, in other words, I AM IN LOVE WITH BIRTCHHEART!
Prologue(((()))) A white figure with ginger splashes slipped through the undergrowth. A longhaired white tom raced behind her.
"Brightheart!" the tomcat mewed urgently. "Brightheart, where are you taking me?" Brightheart's eyes glittered with excitement and something else. Maybe a hint of amusement.
"Just keep up, Cloudtail. This is important!" She dived into a clump of bracken and Cloudtail was prodded in the nose as he joined her. "Shh!" she hissed quietly, and peered through a bush. Curiosity gripped Cloudtail as he wondered what had gotten his mate so worked up about this. Peering through the bush told him all he needed to know.
Cloudtail saw his clan mate, Birtchheart, sitting in a small clearing. A pair of soft velvet green eyes gazed at him from the opposite side of the clearing and a small white cat, similar to Cloudtail only without the blue eyes, and he barley contained a yowl of alarm as the white she-cat padded up to Birtchheart, and rubbed her cheek against his. It was his daughter, Whiteleaf! Cloudtail glanced at his mate and was astounded to see her beaming! No way could she be okay with this.
(((()))) He led the she-cat to Reflecting Lake, where he told her, "I can't believe this! She can't love Birtchheart! He's a traitor!" Brightheart looked surprised.
"But he didn't mean to kill Sandstorm, now did he?" Cloudtail's heart still ached for his uncle's dead mate.
"He still did it, though! Firestar should have banished Birtchheart on the spot!" Brightheart sighed and touched her mussel against Cloudtail's affectionately.
"It's Whiteleaf's decision." She pointed out, gently. Cloudtail glared at the sky, where Starclan supposedly lived. He didn't believe in the tales of Starclan, and he felt just as uncomfortable admitting his daughter loved a traitor. But the stars were covered in clouds, and as he watched, rain spattered down heavily. Cloudtail glanced at Brightheart, and his eyes softened.
He loved her, and that was all that mattered right now.
((())) Starclan could see Birtchheart and Whiteleaf clearly, despite the tormenting clouds. Sandstorm yowled into the sky with the utmost hate. She wanted to live again, and now the cat that she had watched being mentored was with her killer.
Whitestorm, Sandstorm's former mentor, licked her ear.
"He didn't mean to kill you, Sandstorm." He purred. Sandstorm refused to be comforted. She stormed around Starclan came, slashing at trees and tearing up the ground. She stood in front of Bluestar all of a sudden, and, fleetingly forgetting that this was her former leader, she spat at Bluestar's paws. Bluestar reared in fury and wise Spottedleaf, with her new helper, Swiftpaw, stepped swiftly between the battle-ready cats.
Spottedleaf rushed to Sandstorm, and mewed, "Sandstorm. What would Firestar say if he saw you like this?" Sandstorm started to say that she thought if he knew he would tear the earth apart, but Spottedleaf cut across her. "What would Firestar say if he knew you were so desperate to tear love apart? Sandstorm, love cannot be broken. Please, do not take offense when I tell you that I still love Firestar, and proudly watch him everyday, helping Leafwing as best as possible." Sandstorm bristled at the small, gentle cat but was unwilling to sink her claws into the she-cat. She was only trying to help!
Spottedleaf murmured, "All will work out. Maybe you should talk to Whiteleaf, or Birtchheart for that matter, when they go to sleep tonight. But do not try to separate them in any way, or we will know you as the separator of love." Sandstorm glared at the ground in frustration.
"I will not interfere, but I promise you no good will come of this!"