Forbidden love, perhaps?~ {Toms needed}

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    Wolftail was wandering near her borders, she was bored and lonely as always. The Thunderclan scent came closer, but she didn't care. All she wanted was some adventure and if she didn't want one or admit that she wants one, she needed someone who would care for her broken and cold heart. She's not old enough to be this... grumpy. She could visit her sister, Soul, but who knows where she is.. A loner's life must be great. She sighed and suddenly fear took her, there was another cat.



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    This cat pelt glimmered in the sunlight his name was Cloverheart.He looked up to see Wolftail and he smiled as he mewed "Hello I"m Cloverheart.Who are you?" he stood on his border side.

    Redpaw padded through the dense wilderness, when he picked up another Clan scent near the border. He rushed through woods, fronds whipping and snapping at his flank. He saw a she cat standing there, sunlight glinting off of her fur. He drew up his lips in a snarl and sank his claws into the soft earth. They were hooked and battle-ready. Muscles rippled under his oddly colored pelt, and his good eye flashed evilly.
    "You have no right to be here." He hissed at the cat across the border, testing his hard muscles. "ThunderClan is full of weaklings, but I am not as soft as they. I will have no problem driving you out of my clan's territory!"

    Redpaw stared evenly at the warrior, letting his sharp, cold gaze bore into his pelt.
    "ThunderClan is weak." He repeated, slowly sitting down. "And just because she's on her side of the border doesnt mean that she might not get tempted to stroll across." Redpaw gnashed his teeth at the warrior, observing how small he seemed. The apprentice was huge, with sharp claws and a strong, sturdy build.

    "I dont have one." Redpaw spat at the warrior. "I train myself. You have a problem with that? I dont need a mentor. They would only make me soft, like the rest of you."

    Cloverheart ignored him and looked at the she-cat and sighed.He looked at his paws and meowed "That is why Thunderclan try to have peace with the other clans, we are not weak, we are strong and we know best."

    Redpaw spat venom at him.
    "ThunderClan should stand alone! Peace does not help us when war comes!" His fur was beginning to bristle. Why did warriors always act like they knew everything? How come he was always treated like a mouse brain, just because he was an apprentice?
    one day, he promised himself, theyll learn to fear him. One day...

    Redpaw snorted and looked away. He didnt believe cloverheart. Not at all. He wondered why the she cat hadnt spoken yet.

    Cloverheart licked his paw and stood up and didn't say anything as he padded away to camp.He looked at his paws as he padded a bit hurt by how Wolftail treated him.But then he thought 'Oh well, she wasn't that nice anyway.' he then looked up and smiled his tail high in the air.

    Redpaw glared and watched him go. He didnt need a warrior to apologize for him! His eyes sparked angrily, and he dug his claws into the ground, baring his teeth.