--STORY IS NOT BY ME-- Moonpaw sat at the secret gathering place, waiting for her girlfriend to arrive. Usually the whole group was there, but today it would be just her and Dovestrike. Dovestrike came walking through and blushed so much that her fur was red. "Hello," Moonpaw greeted Dovestrike, "Where do you think we should go for our date?" "Um-uh-... uh..." Dovestrike stammered, blushing more. "Th-there's this really cool- um... rock formation on the edge of our territory... we could go hike and... see it?" Her entire head was the color of a lobster. "That would be cool!" Moonpaw smiled. She seemed to be oblivious of Dovestrike blushing so hard. "Lead the way," Moonpaw said letting Dovestrike go through. By this time Dovestrike's head was the brightest shade of red ever seen. Dovestrike dipped her head awkwardly, licking her ruffled chest fur. "Sh-should we... I mean... um... sure." She leaped after Moonpaw as the sleek-pelted black cat slid gracefully through the bracken fronds. Eventually they reached a tall ridge. "It's beautiful." Moonfall breathed. "N-not as b-b-b-bea-beautiful as y-y-y-you," Dovestrike stammered. By this point, the red had spread, so that she appeared to be entirely made from tomatoes. Moonfall turned and gazed at Dovestrike, her blue eyes glimmering in the starlight. She smiled at the white cat, now looking more red. Dovestrike smiled back. Moonpaw stopped suddenly. "I think we're being followed..." she muttered softly. They heard a rustling from the bushes. and Moonpaw turned around. "I knew it!" Perfectpaw yelled, jumping out of the bushes. Dovestrike jumped up in surprise, and Moonpaw whipped around to glare at Perfectpaw. "What are you doing here?!" she hissed. Perfectpaw tilted his head up indignantly. His orange-and-black tail swished over the bracken fronds. "Your not supposed to be here!" Moonpaw growled. "Well I can do whatever I want!" Perfectpaw said indignantly. "Besides, what are you doing with a cat from shadowclan? Are you conspiring against us?" Pefectpaw stuck his tongue out at her and said "It's against the warrior code." Moonpaw snorted "Since when have you followed the warrior code." Dovestrike slowly backed out of the situation her fur fading slowly from red to white "N-no, we..." started Dovestrike, her face becoming beet-red again. She buried her face in her fur and whimpered. Moonpaw narrowed her eyes at Perfectpaw, her tail lashing behind her. Perfectpaw glared at her and shot a smug look at Moonpaw. Moonpaw glared back. The two were having a staring contest while Dovestrike was slowly backing out with a more normal white fur. "U uh Moonpaw we should leave before we get in trouble." Dovestrike stammered. Moonpaw gave one last glare at Perfectpaw and started down the trail Perfectpaw dashed in front of his sister. "You never did tell me what you were doing with a ShadowClan cat," he meowed. Moonpaw shot a death glare at him. "You didn't, either, with Frostface," she hissed. "I don't see why I need to." She leaped off along the trail Dovestrike following her Dovestrike, however, was glowing such a bright shade of red that it was visible throughout the entire forest, and all the cats from all the clans woke up to a strange red light that encompassed everything. Perfectpaw growled. "That little foxheart! I'll tell the entire clan about her traitorous ways! She must be conspiring with Shadowclan!" He marched off back to camp. Perfectpaw gave Moonpaw a sideways glare and trotted off, his tail high in the air. Moonpaw glared at Perfectpaw. Moonpaw then chased after Dovestrike. "Wait up!" Dovestrike ran through the ferns, frightened by Perfectpaw, her red pelt glistening in the crisp moon. When Moonpaw caught up with her, Dovestrike covered her face with one paw, noticeably hurt because of Perfectpaw’s words. “I should go-“ "Wait-no." Moonpaw said. "Perfectpaw is a jerk. I'll convince them we aren't conspiring." Well, I-I g-guess the most you can d-do is try." Replied Dovestrike, "I'll see you at the gathering?" Moonpaw nodded and bolted away. :BACK AT RIVERCLAN CAMP: "Perfectpaw tells me that you've been conspiring with shadowclan cats, what've you to say for yourself?" asked mintstar "ShadowClan cats? You know as well as I do that it was him, not me, that spent a month outside the warrior code. Perhaps he's forgotten not to spread rumors. Isn't chronic lying what he was exiled for in the first place?" "I guess that does make sense, you can continue with what you were doing." Moonpaw trotted off the other way. She subtly turned her head around to make sure she wasn't being followed this time and headed back to the meeting place.
Me for art. Dovebby for being a tomato. Other people for story. Space or click!
