Warriors: Book 1: Gust of Wind- Chapter 6/9
Title: Book 1: Gust of Wind
Chapter: Chapter 6- Affection
Rated: G
Genre: Adventure/Romance
Warinigs: OC/OC Slash
Summary: Whitekit is born pure white but over time a gray streak appears. As his family shuns him for being half-clan, the streak darkens. 'A white feather drifts until a harsh wind blows in toward the abyss.'
A/N: Number 6! Three more to go!
Homo Explosion
The above link is where this story was originally posted. This Book is not Beta'd.
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Book1- Chapter 6: Affection
Lightninstar's ear twitched in annoyance as Mousenose stared at him.
His tau swayed bhind him as he sat silently in his den. Mousenose had walked in a while ago, not saying anything.
He narrowed his eyes slightly trying not to blink. He let out a surprised huff when Mouse nose blew into his face and he blinked.
He frowned and glared at the smirking she-cat before standing and stretching, satisfied when a small popping sound came from his limbs.
"Lightningstar, you're tredding on enemy territory." Mousenose stated simply.
Lightningstar wrinkled his nose. "What are you going off about now you crazy old badger?"
Mousenose snarled in good nature. "Shut up you stupid furball. You know exactly what I mean!"
Lightningstar flicked his tail at Mousenose.
Mousenose scolded. "He's an apprentice."
Lightningstar visibly stiffened before shrugging. "Don't know what you mean."
"Lightningstar, I know you! You were in love with my mate before I even was! You have a tendency to fall in love with toms who you can't have. First Swampstar. How did you even know a ShadowClan leader enough to like him when you were only an apprentice? Then Ashsong. I will admit you liked him first but he was my mate, Lightningstar. Now a WindClan Medicine Cat apprentice? That's wrong on three different levels! He's an aprpentice, he's going to be a medicine cat, and he is from a different clan!"
Lightningstar glared harshly at his deputy. "I thought you of all cats would understand."
"I do, Lightningstar! I'm just saying you're heading into something that you might noe be prepared for." Mousenose gave him a long look before standing and shuffling out of his den.
He stared after her and let his frown deepen. Mousenose had a point.
When he was just a new apprentice he had gone to a gathering and had instantly been interested in the brown tom that as Swampstar. He had been devistated when he had learned that the tom had a mate and a son, which just so happened to be the current ShadowClan leader. He had gotten over the other leader when he was named deputy but had still been affected when he learned the tom had lost his last life because of a case of Blackcough.
Then as a deputy he had slowly been captivated by a pale gray tom by the name of Blueash. He had been an apprentice with the tom and Mousenose. They had gotten into trouble plenty of times together. He had even confessed to him that he wanted to be more than friends but the tom had freaked and ran off. He had confessed out in the forest but when he came back to camp he found out Mousenose was carrying his kits. What really hurt was that Blueash never came back. He was supposedly so freaked out by Lightningstar's feelings that he just left the clan and his mate behind. He felt even worse when Mousenose's kits had not survived leaf-bare.
Now he was getting to involved with a medicine cat apprentice who was younger, a tom, and in a different clan. He couldn't help but wonder why fate liked to mess with his feelings.
Whitepaw stood up stifly and shook his dirty coat. He glanced around Kinkeplt's den and padded over to a rusty brown she-cat by the name of Robinjaw, who had had the worst case of greencough when they had arrived.
He was happy to find that her fever had broke through the night.
He went over to Stormheart and Jaytalon, silver tom who both had dark gray eyes. The only difference betwwen the two siblings was that Stormheart was larger and had thicker fur. He wasn't surprised to find that their fevers had also left through the night.
Glancing at Eagelwing who happened to be curled up and sleeping next to Kinkpelt, Whitepaw scrambled out of the den and had to blink several times to get the sun's glare out of his eyes.
He smiled when he spotted Padpaw and Stickpaw fake fighting each other near the apprentice's den. He padded over to them and let out a laugh when Stickpaw was pushed off Padpaw only to roll backwards right into two chatting queens.
The queens, Lilystem and Dustbelly, were sharing tounges. Lilystem blinked and look down at the dirty furred Stickpaw.
"Sweety," she started. "I have white fur. Dirt isn't a good look for me."
Dustbelly, who was orange with a brown stomache, let out a laugh.
Stickpaw ducked her head and Whitepaw wouldn't doubt that her pelt was hot with embarassment. "I'm sorry, Lilystem!"
Lilystem just shook her head, "Not bothering me sweetheart. Oh! Whitepaw, right?" she asked when she noticed the white tom.
Whitepaw nodded. "Yes?"
"How is Stormheart? Squrrelkit and Volekit really miss him. They're scared he might die."
Whitepaw smiled a reassuring smile. "His fever broke through the night. He wasn't hurt badly in the fight with ShadowClan so he should be up and about around tomorrow."
Lilystem's eyes brightened. "That's wonderful! Dustbelly's poor mate, Tallstep, you know, the long legged ginger tom?, has tried being like an uncle to them but putting up with his kits and my kits has been hard for him."
"He didn't sleep a wink last night because of the kits bothering him." Dustbelly pointed out.
Whitepaw replied, "Well that should end soon."
"Hey Whitepaw, we got to go. Padpaw and I need to go meet Goorsethorn and Sunnywhoisker for some training." Stickpaw spoke up.
Whitepaw nodded in understanding and watched as the sister ran off to go find their mentors.
He looked at the two queens and nodded slightly. "It was nice talking to you. I'm goign to go see if Eagelwing or Kinkpelt are awake yet."
The two queens nodded andwent back to sharing both tounges and gossip.
Whitepaw turned to head to the nursery but stopped when he noticed Mousenose leaving Lightningstar's den in a hurry. This struck him as odd for some reason. A sickening feeling consumed his stomache. Were Lightningstar and Mousenose mates? Was he falling for a taken tom?
Mousenose didn't aknowledge him at first but stopped and turned to him when she almost passed him. "Whitepaw, right?" she asked.
He nodded.
Mousenose gave him a thoughtful look. "The medicine cat's den in pretty full, right?"
Whitepaw shrugged. "Greencough has left ThunderClan. All the sick cats are getting better but they won't be able to leave until tomorrow."
Mousenose stayed silent for a few moments before nodding. "You can sleep in Lightningstar's den then."
Whitepaw's eyes widened. "W-What?"
"Kinkpelt and Eagelwign need to be there in case of an emergency but what would happen if they got sick? You would need to take care of them so staying away from the infected cats would be best."
"But the fevers broke!" Whitepaw protested.
"They could come back." Mousenose pointed out.
Whitepaw shut his mouth before he could say anything else. He saw Mousenose's point but he was hesitant to be near Lightningstar. "Does Lightninstar know that you're offering up his den?"
Mousenose scrunched up her nose in thought for a moment before shrugging. "He'll know soon enough."
Whitepaw fromwed but nodded. "Fine, why not?"
Lightninstar seriously considered giving his deputy to the dogs that lived near WindClan territory. He had just come out of his den after a long session of arguing with himself when Mousenose comes up to him and proceeds to tell him that Whitepaw would reside with him for the night.
He had protested but the she-cat was relentless and he found himself now waiting for the apprentice to retire for the night.
Frankly, he didn't trust himself not to blurt out something stupid to the white tom.
"Erm... Lightningstar?" Whitepaw's voice broke through the silence of the den.
Lightninstar looked up and couldn't help but smiled when he saw him. "Hello, Whitepaw."
Whitepaw nodded and seemed indifferent on the outside but on the inside he was flipping out. He knew he was attracted to the older tom, afterall, he had felt a lesser version of affection for Darkpaw when he had first met him. But this was almost completely different. He had felt something for Darkpaw even though he barely knew him, but he felt strong compassion toward Lightninstar and it sort of scared him.
He padded slowly up to the tom and turned around before curling up a tail-length away from the ThunderClan leader. He twitched nervously when he felt Lightninstar's gaze on him.
"Whitepaw?" Whitepaw stiffened and sat up slightly and turned to the older tom. "W-" He fell silent when the leader gave him a affectionate lick on the ear.
"Goodnight." Lightninstar whispered before curling back up onto his bed of moss.
Whitepaw stared at him in shock and felt his pelt grow hotter as a few moments passed. Taking a chance, he stood and walked the short distance between Lightningstar and himself and nudged the leader's side. "L-Lightningstar?"
The tom glanced at him. "Yes?"
Whitepaw stayed silent as he curled up infront of the leader. Whitepaw prayed a quick prayed to StarClan and pressed his back to Lightningstar's stomach.
He held his breath and only released it when Lightningstar shifted and curled around him.
Whitepaw fell asleep to Lightninstar licking his ear in a comfortable rythm.
Whitepaw walked in silence as he was asscorted to the WindClan border with Ealgewing by Kinkpelt, Lightninstar, and Mousenose.
As he walked his eplt brushed against Lightninstar's and he felt a tingling sensation run up his spine. He smiled to himself when he caught Lightningstar watching him.
He was sad to be leaving the ThunderClan camp because it meant he was also leaving the leader. He glanced at Lightningstar again and felt his pelt warm when the leader gave him a quick lick on the ear wen the other two cats weren't noticing.
When the reached the border, Eagelwing bid farewell to the two ThunderClan cats and continued walkign toward the WindClan camp. When Kinkpelt followed his example and turned to leave, Lightningstar gave Whitepaw a sad look.
"I will find a way for us to be together, Whitepaw." he stared before touching noses with the apprentice and walking into the forest.
Whitepaw felt his heart ache and couldn't help but finally realized that the future was going to be very complicated.
Chapter: Chapter 6- Affection
Rated: G
Genre: Adventure/Romance
Warinigs: OC/OC Slash
Summary: Whitekit is born pure white but over time a gray streak appears. As his family shuns him for being half-clan, the streak darkens. 'A white feather drifts until a harsh wind blows in toward the abyss.'
A/N: Number 6! Three more to go!
Homo Explosion
The above link is where this story was originally posted. This Book is not Beta'd.
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Book1- Chapter 6: Affection
Lightninstar's ear twitched in annoyance as Mousenose stared at him.
His tau swayed bhind him as he sat silently in his den. Mousenose had walked in a while ago, not saying anything.
He narrowed his eyes slightly trying not to blink. He let out a surprised huff when Mouse nose blew into his face and he blinked.
He frowned and glared at the smirking she-cat before standing and stretching, satisfied when a small popping sound came from his limbs.
"Lightningstar, you're tredding on enemy territory." Mousenose stated simply.
Lightningstar wrinkled his nose. "What are you going off about now you crazy old badger?"
Mousenose snarled in good nature. "Shut up you stupid furball. You know exactly what I mean!"
Lightningstar flicked his tail at Mousenose.
Mousenose scolded. "He's an apprentice."
Lightningstar visibly stiffened before shrugging. "Don't know what you mean."
"Lightningstar, I know you! You were in love with my mate before I even was! You have a tendency to fall in love with toms who you can't have. First Swampstar. How did you even know a ShadowClan leader enough to like him when you were only an apprentice? Then Ashsong. I will admit you liked him first but he was my mate, Lightningstar. Now a WindClan Medicine Cat apprentice? That's wrong on three different levels! He's an aprpentice, he's going to be a medicine cat, and he is from a different clan!"
Lightningstar glared harshly at his deputy. "I thought you of all cats would understand."
"I do, Lightningstar! I'm just saying you're heading into something that you might noe be prepared for." Mousenose gave him a long look before standing and shuffling out of his den.
He stared after her and let his frown deepen. Mousenose had a point.
When he was just a new apprentice he had gone to a gathering and had instantly been interested in the brown tom that as Swampstar. He had been devistated when he had learned that the tom had a mate and a son, which just so happened to be the current ShadowClan leader. He had gotten over the other leader when he was named deputy but had still been affected when he learned the tom had lost his last life because of a case of Blackcough.
Then as a deputy he had slowly been captivated by a pale gray tom by the name of Blueash. He had been an apprentice with the tom and Mousenose. They had gotten into trouble plenty of times together. He had even confessed to him that he wanted to be more than friends but the tom had freaked and ran off. He had confessed out in the forest but when he came back to camp he found out Mousenose was carrying his kits. What really hurt was that Blueash never came back. He was supposedly so freaked out by Lightningstar's feelings that he just left the clan and his mate behind. He felt even worse when Mousenose's kits had not survived leaf-bare.
Now he was getting to involved with a medicine cat apprentice who was younger, a tom, and in a different clan. He couldn't help but wonder why fate liked to mess with his feelings.
Whitepaw stood up stifly and shook his dirty coat. He glanced around Kinkeplt's den and padded over to a rusty brown she-cat by the name of Robinjaw, who had had the worst case of greencough when they had arrived.
He was happy to find that her fever had broke through the night.
He went over to Stormheart and Jaytalon, silver tom who both had dark gray eyes. The only difference betwwen the two siblings was that Stormheart was larger and had thicker fur. He wasn't surprised to find that their fevers had also left through the night.
Glancing at Eagelwing who happened to be curled up and sleeping next to Kinkpelt, Whitepaw scrambled out of the den and had to blink several times to get the sun's glare out of his eyes.
He smiled when he spotted Padpaw and Stickpaw fake fighting each other near the apprentice's den. He padded over to them and let out a laugh when Stickpaw was pushed off Padpaw only to roll backwards right into two chatting queens.
The queens, Lilystem and Dustbelly, were sharing tounges. Lilystem blinked and look down at the dirty furred Stickpaw.
"Sweety," she started. "I have white fur. Dirt isn't a good look for me."
Dustbelly, who was orange with a brown stomache, let out a laugh.
Stickpaw ducked her head and Whitepaw wouldn't doubt that her pelt was hot with embarassment. "I'm sorry, Lilystem!"
Lilystem just shook her head, "Not bothering me sweetheart. Oh! Whitepaw, right?" she asked when she noticed the white tom.
Whitepaw nodded. "Yes?"
"How is Stormheart? Squrrelkit and Volekit really miss him. They're scared he might die."
Whitepaw smiled a reassuring smile. "His fever broke through the night. He wasn't hurt badly in the fight with ShadowClan so he should be up and about around tomorrow."
Lilystem's eyes brightened. "That's wonderful! Dustbelly's poor mate, Tallstep, you know, the long legged ginger tom?, has tried being like an uncle to them but putting up with his kits and my kits has been hard for him."
"He didn't sleep a wink last night because of the kits bothering him." Dustbelly pointed out.
Whitepaw replied, "Well that should end soon."
"Hey Whitepaw, we got to go. Padpaw and I need to go meet Goorsethorn and Sunnywhoisker for some training." Stickpaw spoke up.
Whitepaw nodded in understanding and watched as the sister ran off to go find their mentors.
He looked at the two queens and nodded slightly. "It was nice talking to you. I'm goign to go see if Eagelwing or Kinkpelt are awake yet."
The two queens nodded andwent back to sharing both tounges and gossip.
Whitepaw turned to head to the nursery but stopped when he noticed Mousenose leaving Lightningstar's den in a hurry. This struck him as odd for some reason. A sickening feeling consumed his stomache. Were Lightningstar and Mousenose mates? Was he falling for a taken tom?
Mousenose didn't aknowledge him at first but stopped and turned to him when she almost passed him. "Whitepaw, right?" she asked.
He nodded.
Mousenose gave him a thoughtful look. "The medicine cat's den in pretty full, right?"
Whitepaw shrugged. "Greencough has left ThunderClan. All the sick cats are getting better but they won't be able to leave until tomorrow."
Mousenose stayed silent for a few moments before nodding. "You can sleep in Lightningstar's den then."
Whitepaw's eyes widened. "W-What?"
"Kinkpelt and Eagelwign need to be there in case of an emergency but what would happen if they got sick? You would need to take care of them so staying away from the infected cats would be best."
"But the fevers broke!" Whitepaw protested.
"They could come back." Mousenose pointed out.
Whitepaw shut his mouth before he could say anything else. He saw Mousenose's point but he was hesitant to be near Lightningstar. "Does Lightninstar know that you're offering up his den?"
Mousenose scrunched up her nose in thought for a moment before shrugging. "He'll know soon enough."
Whitepaw fromwed but nodded. "Fine, why not?"
Lightninstar seriously considered giving his deputy to the dogs that lived near WindClan territory. He had just come out of his den after a long session of arguing with himself when Mousenose comes up to him and proceeds to tell him that Whitepaw would reside with him for the night.
He had protested but the she-cat was relentless and he found himself now waiting for the apprentice to retire for the night.
Frankly, he didn't trust himself not to blurt out something stupid to the white tom.
"Erm... Lightningstar?" Whitepaw's voice broke through the silence of the den.
Lightninstar looked up and couldn't help but smiled when he saw him. "Hello, Whitepaw."
Whitepaw nodded and seemed indifferent on the outside but on the inside he was flipping out. He knew he was attracted to the older tom, afterall, he had felt a lesser version of affection for Darkpaw when he had first met him. But this was almost completely different. He had felt something for Darkpaw even though he barely knew him, but he felt strong compassion toward Lightninstar and it sort of scared him.
He padded slowly up to the tom and turned around before curling up a tail-length away from the ThunderClan leader. He twitched nervously when he felt Lightninstar's gaze on him.
"Whitepaw?" Whitepaw stiffened and sat up slightly and turned to the older tom. "W-" He fell silent when the leader gave him a affectionate lick on the ear.
"Goodnight." Lightninstar whispered before curling back up onto his bed of moss.
Whitepaw stared at him in shock and felt his pelt grow hotter as a few moments passed. Taking a chance, he stood and walked the short distance between Lightningstar and himself and nudged the leader's side. "L-Lightningstar?"
The tom glanced at him. "Yes?"
Whitepaw stayed silent as he curled up infront of the leader. Whitepaw prayed a quick prayed to StarClan and pressed his back to Lightningstar's stomach.
He held his breath and only released it when Lightningstar shifted and curled around him.
Whitepaw fell asleep to Lightninstar licking his ear in a comfortable rythm.
Whitepaw walked in silence as he was asscorted to the WindClan border with Ealgewing by Kinkpelt, Lightninstar, and Mousenose.
As he walked his eplt brushed against Lightninstar's and he felt a tingling sensation run up his spine. He smiled to himself when he caught Lightningstar watching him.
He was sad to be leaving the ThunderClan camp because it meant he was also leaving the leader. He glanced at Lightningstar again and felt his pelt warm when the leader gave him a quick lick on the ear wen the other two cats weren't noticing.
When the reached the border, Eagelwing bid farewell to the two ThunderClan cats and continued walkign toward the WindClan camp. When Kinkpelt followed his example and turned to leave, Lightningstar gave Whitepaw a sad look.
"I will find a way for us to be together, Whitepaw." he stared before touching noses with the apprentice and walking into the forest.
Whitepaw felt his heart ache and couldn't help but finally realized that the future was going to be very complicated.