~May the odds be ever in your favor, because they aren't in mine; LOVE STORY~

Mudtail turned back to her work, a pulsing pounding in her heart. She missed the times when they were kits. All was simple, with no tom-friends or she-cat-friends. They were so young...and most young kits knew nothing of pain...but she did. The moment she was born she did. That was when her parents died. Her father died protecting the nursery from the badger attack while she was being born. She was told her mother died of losing too much blood while giving birth. She believed it all her life. Until now. Now she realized that she had died of a broken heart...she had lost the will to live, now that her mate had died. The other nursery queens must've known; they had fallen in love, after all. Why didn't they tell her? Did they think she wouldn't understand at the time? She wouldn't have. Now she wondered if it was possible that they thought they would be breaking her heart even more with the truth. Well, if that was true, they were right.

Glimmercloud stomped back to camp, muttering nonsense as she did so, as if the incoming zephyr would pity her. She had to hurry before horrible threats came out to lurk in the nighttime shadows; she didn't want to ruin her perfect pelt with a scar. She laughed hollowly as she imagined Mudtail's scar on her chest.

Mudtail, named after her tail that was somewhat darker than her pelt, absentmindedly looked down to the scar on her chest. As an apprentice, she had fought off a badger by herself. She shivered as she remember that cold, leaf-bare afternoon. She had seen no other cats, except for herself. She had to fight alone, and Mudtail knew that a single scar on her chest and some other wounds that had healed were a small price to pay; she could've been damaged more seriously.
She stood up and exited the area, limping. She barged into the medicine den and picked out a few herbs. There's some marigold for infection; cobwebs, of course, to stop the bleeding; I could take a few poppy seeds; and some soaked moss could clean the wounds.
She padded slowly back to the warriors' area out in the open, and gave half of her pile to Breezewhispers. "There's a lineup for the medicine cats, so you might want to use these. First wash the wound with the moss, then chew the marigold into a poultice and apply it to the wound, and finally put a patch of cobwebs on. You can have a few poppy seeds as well, but not too many, because it's good to know how much you're healing." She then limped off to her own nest and listened to her instructions.
She had learned some medicine skills as an apprentice, and they had came in handy many times.

Glimmercloud entered the scoop in the moorland known as the WindClan camp. She followed her worst enemy's and former beloved's scents until she saw them lying in the warriors' area. She hid in a gorse bush, disguising her scent, and watched.

"Not sure about what?" Mudtail asked, keeping the curiosity out of her voice. "I think about us as more than what we used to be, too. We're clanmates as warriors now." And with that, she fell asleep.
"Travel to the place where the sun sets and dies.
Retrieve the shine that keeps us together.
Take it to the place where we'd meet after good-byes.
Light will prevail, and lives will be free
From the darkness that is here now.
Mudtail stirred in her sleep.

(I'm thinking they could have a crush on each other now, but not admit it until the journey that the prophecy says will happen. When they admit it, by that time, it'll be more like love, though.)

ooc: Okay, but Breezewhispers would have to have someone who he was close to be dead, like Mudtail's parents and littermates are, in order for it to make sense.

Mudtail awoke the next morning. It seemed that only a few cats were up. Her gaze drifted to the sky. It was white, but there were no clouds. The wind that blew was cold, and it chilled her. She felt stiff, so she began to wash herself. Then she gathered more supplies for Breezewhispers and her, divided the pile in half, and began to apply her share to her wounds from the previous day.

Glimmercloud awoke from where she was sleeping. Usually she would sleep in, but for some odd and unknown reason, she woke up early that dawn. She stood up and tiptoed over to Breezewhispers. "Good morning, sweetie." She rasped her tongue on his forehead multiple times, as if she was cleaning it.

Mudtail rolled her eyes and looked away. She didn't feel that sharp pain in her heart anymore, Maybe it was because she realized that perhaps Breezewhispers and Glimmercloud were breaking up. Finally.

Glimmercloud felt tears form in her eyes. "I'm not a traitor!" she whispered as she ran away, hurt.

Mudtail had mixed emotions. She felt relieved and happy that her crush and his former she-cat-friend had just broken up, yet she felt her heart throb. She knew how it felt to have someone reject you. Breezewhispers didn't really reject Mudtail, he just chose someone else. Mudtail didn't flirt, so being nice was the only way she could try to get on his good side.

Mudtail didn't have much of an idea what the words of her dream meant. She guessed they were some sort of prophecy. It echoed in her head, and rang in her ears.
I have to do something. I have to find the place where the sun sets and dies...the Sun-Drown Place! Mudtail thought, determined. I have to get going!
She abruptly stood up and shook out her pelt. Her paws were soon moving, and she was on her way to her destination, exiting the camp.

Mudtail turned and padded over to Breezewhispers. What was she going to say? She would sound stupid to him! He wouldn't understand. "...Hunting." There was uneasiness in her voice.
Should she go tell the medicine cat about this? It was definitely strange. She had a feeling she should keep it to herself.

Mudtail sensed his uncomfort. She could tell by the way he flicked his tail, and by the way he looked away. Then again, she couldn't even look Breezewhispers in the eyes fully when they had a conversation. It somehow felt unnatural to her.
"...Okay," she mewed. She figured she could ditch him sometime later. She then quickly padded out of the camp, not bothering to check if he was following.

ooc: Sry; I was on vacation.

ic: The Sun-Drown place...I'm pretty sure I have to go through the mountains to get there,Mudtail thought. She glanced around and thought she saw a flash of cream. Breezewhispers! He was going into ThunderClan territory! Wasn't he supposed to be out hunting?
"Where are you going?" Mudtail challenged as she bolted after him. "You're hunting in ThunderClan territory?"

Mudtail nodded slowly. She tried to seem calm but was startled. He received the prophecy too? "Relax. I-I'll come with you. I have to." Mudtail just didn't want to say that she was given the same prophecy, but she liked being different from almost everyone else. She hoped that Breezewhispers took her hint, although she noticed that toms didn't really understand hints too well.