FeatherClan and MistClan Rivals!!

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    Duskpelt nodded, happiness gleaming in his eyes. "Meet me by the large black bush near the Great Rock. Nobody goes over there except for me, so nobody will disturb us. See you then." Waving his tail in farewell he bounded back into the forest, padding towards camp.

    She waved her tail back and quickly caught a few mice before bounding back into camp.

    (time skip to night?)

    (Sure)


    Icefeather followed her Clan with Featherpaw and Berryclaw beside her. Berryclaw said, "You look excited." She was smiling, her ears twitching, and her tail was curled up. "I just had a great afternoon and I know tonight going to be even better.", she answered. Icefeather felt like she could do anything and her paws felt as light as a leaf as she bounded behind her leader.

    Duskpelt was already by the bush, watching his clan walk around. He looked calm and bored even though excitement and happiness flew through his body. He had finally gotten away from his clan and made it over to the bush, and now all he had to do was wait for Icefeather.

    Her clan raced into the Fourtrees with Icefeather in the back. She looked around to see if anyone was watching and when no one was she slipped off towards the bush.

    Seeing Icefeather, Duskpelt smiled and flicked his tail with welcome. "I'm surprised you came over here," he meowed. "I would think your clan wouldn't want you with their rival."

    "Same to you but my clan doesn't know.", she said with a smile.

    Duskpelt chuckled. "My clan doesn't care." Looking at the mingling clans, he saw Berryclaw watching them. "That tom seems to be interested in what we're doing."

    "He's annoying and a pushy tom. I don't care what he thinks.", she said, ignoring Berryclaw.


    Berryclaw noticed Icefeather with a strange tom.

    Duskpelt shrugged and looked at Icefeather, his eyes warm. "Tell me about yourself. All I know about you is that you understand me and what we both feel about the rivalry between clans."

    She looked down and said, "There's nothing really to know."

    "Of course there is," Duskpelt meowed, letting his tail glide just above the ground. "There's always a story to a person."

    "You won't like it...", she said looking into his eyes. Tears were filling up in her bright purple eyes and they gleamed with sorrow.

    Duskpelt's eyes suddenly darkened with worry and confusion, emotions that were never there. "Tell me anyway. I can handle it."

    "Well, I guess I'll start from the beginning. My mother, Icecloud, died giving birth to me and my two siblings, Whitekit and Sunkit. We grew up without knowing her but our dad cared for us. Another queen took care of the 3 of us until we were 6 moons old. But 3 foxes attacked our camp and we had been make apprentices only 1 moon earlier. Our father, Thorntail who was the deputy died that night along with my brother, Whitepaw. Sunpaw and I we both were shocked and.....and...my sister killed herself so she could be with our brother, father, and mother. The death of our father......the death of our father shook her too much and she climbed to the tallest tree in the....the territory...and....and...she jumped. The medicine cat couldn't do anything! Sunpaw died several hours after our father and brother.", tears were coming down her face as she spoke, as if the story opened deep, old wounds, "I wish....I wish I could of saved her. I became Icefeather because of a feather that landed on my sister right after she...died. That day I became a warrior, I swore on my mother, father, sister, and brother's graves that I will never.....never give in the the...the thought of killing myself to be with them. I have thought about it all my life which is why I am the way I am today. All the cats being killed around me opens the wounds left behind by my family's deaths. That is why I won't kill no matter what. That....that..is why I feel sorry for your clan because both our clans are cruel, cruel people! They don't care who dies! That is why I NEVER tell ANYONE about my past!", her voice rising, tears streaming down her face and she stopped sobbing.

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    Surprisingly, Duskpelt was calm. "I'm so sorry," he meowed. "I will pray for your lost family every night if you wish." Pressing his muzzle into her head, he purred comfortingly, hoping she would calm.

    She leaned against him and said, "Thank you." Her tears started to slow and her sobbing turned to a sniffle.

    Duskpelt glided his tail down her back, soothing her. "If you want I can tell you about my past." he meowed, letting her lean on him.

    "I'd love that", she said.