Post by No Way Im Tellin Ya on Jul 19, 2006 15:26:47 GMT -5
WITHERING LOVE:
A Brambleclaw x Squirrelflight Story
A Brambleclaw x Squirrelflight Story
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Do I look like I own Warriors?
A/N ::
I thought I'd try this story out on an RPG site before I post it on FFN. Please critic it!
Prologue:
As the blistering heat of the sun died away, and the orb of flames sunk behind a large hill, pink and crimson streaks jolted across the sky, before the shadows darkened the world and shoved it into night.
Green eyes reflected the sun's dying rays, but that wasn't the only thing withering in their deep emerald gaze. The dark ginger she-cat's fluffed tail twitched in sorrow. Her whiskers flicked and her ears twisted.
The only thing her usually sharp, bright, vivid mind could visualize was a broad-shouldered, dark brown tabby tom with slicingly warm amber orbs that glowed like the sky during the sunrise. As an apprentice, she would've turned her nose at the sight of him, and as a mid-warrior on the journey she would've shivered with adoration. But now, she only ached his sadness, watching the dark tabby's image fade away like mist in a heavy gale.
"Squirrelflight?"
The dark red she-cat's head turned, the clear amber fur bristling in anger that her mourning had been interrupted. But, her dark emerald gaze softened. The splotched gray tom's dark sapphire eyes bored into her own emerald orbs. Squirrelflight blinked; Ashfur.
"Do you want to come hunting with me?" He mewed politely, eyes brightening.
Brambleclaw's image faded completely as Squirrelflight's brush-like fire-colored tail lashed, nodding. "Alright. Lead the way." She'd known Ashfur was older than Brambleclaw, but not more experienced. He wasn't as handsome either.
"Ashfur!"
The mottled gray cat twisted his head around, and Squirrelflight stumbled ahead of him on accident; her ears swiveled to where a white she-cat with moonlight hitting her fur caught Ashfur's dark blue gaze, and he sat, gazing at her with more adoration in his eyes then Squirrelflight had ever seen in them for her.
"Whitepaw.... shouldn't you be hunting with Brackenfur?" He questioned, eyes brightening with moonlight. Whitepaw shied away from him coyly and flicked her tail tip. "C'mon. Let's go hunt by ourselves."
The mottled gray tom sped away, a smaller fluffy white femme at his side, her nose buried into his handsome flecked gray fur, and Squirrelflight hung her head in shame.
"He never loved me..."
She sighed, and turned away, her paws picking up as she padded into camp. Two glowing amber eyes from the darkness made her swerve around and glare angrily. Brambleclaw?
But no -- it was Sorreltail, nuzzling her dappled head into Brackenfur's thin golden fur. The clear green eyes met the light amber orbs, and the nuzzled lovingly.
Again, Squirrelflight felt an incredible ache in her, then perked a little as a muscular dark tabby sat alone, staring at the stars.
She padded over sullenly and plopped herself down next to him, refusing to speak to him. But the huge dark cat glanced at her and then swished his tail, and it curled around her, his claws digging into the earth as lust shone in his eyes.
"Squirrelflight... I'm sorry," he mewed pathertically. Squirrelflight glared at him, but softened as she waited for him to continue.
"I know I should respect your wishes... but Hawkfrost is my brother. And I won't abandon him for you..."
Squirrelflight's eyes went to the ground, disappointment and sorrow clinging to her fur, but Brambleclaw lowered his amber gaze to meet her dark green one.
"...But I would never abandon you for him. Squirrelflight..." He buried his dark face into her fur, and she did the same to him. She smiled to herself.
I always loved him.
Please write more.
