Herb gathering

[ravenclaw]

she glared at sheeba then looked at cinnamonpelt with guilt. she whispered to the medicine cat. " i've tried cinnamonpelt! i really have! its just..... i love him!" she looked at quincy then at cinnamonpelt. " he is the father of my kits. i will not abandon him. i will always be loyal to my clan, whatever happens. but not even my clan will split us apart. cinnamonpelt you have to understand! please...." she looked at the medicine cats eyes, hoping for forgiveness.

[+CinnamonPelt+]

CinnamonPelt of FrostClan[/color]

CinnamonPelt's young blue eyes stared back at the she-cat, they were filled with confusion. This cat had everything you coudl want... and still... she wanted more? Her mind whirled as she tried to keep herself steady, she pressed her head into Icepelts side. 'We must leave Icepelt. before this gets any worse. We must get back to the clan.'[/color] her voice was tone-less and she avoided icepelt's gaze. She couldn't understand... but she could understand love. Although medicine cats were not allowed to have a mate and have kits, she had a great understanding of what it was and how it worked. The way these two cats looked at eachother, the way they acted, the way they spoke; was love. She spun around and padded towards her pile of Catnip, and picked it up. The invigorating scent wafted up to her nose and rose her spirits, but still she didnt look at the cats. She bagan to pad away and glanced over her shoulder before making a signal for Icepelt to follow, by pointing in the direction of the camp with her muzzle.

Quincy Teh Rouge[/color]

Quincy's green eyes stabbed with pain as he watched the other cat... obvioiusly Icepelt's friend. There was so many questions he wanted to ask, so many things he wanted to say... but he didnt have the time, or breath, to say it. He knew that this could meman bad things for the both of them. Maybe they would have to stop meeting eachother... for good? He lifted his muzzle and touched noses with the she cat; 'This isn't the end... Is it ?' He shut his eyes and looked down before stepping back, he jumped as he felt another cat touch him.

Sheeba teh Rouge[/color]

Sheeba touched her tail to her best friends shoulder, and looked up to icepelt, her eyes pleading for understanding. A comforting purr rose from the chest of this, usually spiteful cat.

[ravenclaw]

icepelt looked at cinnamonpelt. this is the end, she thought. she would be exiled from the clan and if she tried to go back she would be really hurt. she looked back at quincy with love. " of course it isnt." she rubbed her head against him. " you are the only cat that understands me. im really greatful. when i step into my clan i feel lonely, but seeing you often makes me feel happy. thank you so much!" she walked away from the cats reluctantly. she turned around and looked at sheeba and smiled. she followed cinnamonpelt and wondered if last night was the last time she would ever sleep in the warriors den.

[+CinnamonPelt+]

CinnamonPelt of FrostClan

When they were safely in the FrostClan territory, Cinnamonpelt whipped her head around and looked at icepelt, her eyes angry, and confused. 'WHY!?




(short for a reason)

[ravenclaw]

icepelt backed away. " i.. i.. i want to stay loyal to my clan! i r..r.really do!" she stammered. " i never wanted to hurt anybody! when my kits were born i knew that i had made the biggest mistake of my life, but there was no going back. i avoided him for moons. then we met again, then i knew how much i missed him..." she turned to face cinnamonpelt. she couldnt keep in her anger any longer. " you of all cats!" she cried. " i thought you would understand!" she padded away into the forest and looked up to starclan. her ancestors wouldnt protect her any longer...

[+CinnamonPelt+]

CinnamonPelt of FrostClan[/color]


CinnamonPelt's chest heaved with a sigh, before she quietly mewed out into the forest: 'I do understand, Icepelt, i wish you could understand that...'[/color] She kept calm and padded towards Icepelt. 'I was angry because you are allowed to love any clan cat you want... and you chose... him'[/color] Her eyes pleaded for understanding and she began to feel her heart begin to well up inside her. She was aloud to love, love every cat in the clan. And she did, she loved every cat, from soulkit to Amberlight, the youngest to the old. From the cheekiest apprentice to the sourest warrior. But she had loved before, she had loved a cat in a different way, in a way that she was forbidden to, and she had loved a cat that any FrostClan cat was forbidden to love. This was part of the reason for her anger. She couldnt see how and why Icepelt chose this path, and how or why it had come to this. she looked down and breathed an almost silent word into the air, seeming as if it was not aimed at anyone at all... 'Sorry...'[/color]

[ravenclaw]

" no.. i've caused all of this. i understand, its just that most of the toms have fathered kits all ready. mostly to different she-cats... when i first met quincy in the forest it... it was like we were meant for eachother." she wiped a tear from her eye. " i've not only ruined it for myself but i've ruined it for my kits too. starclan wouldnt want a deputy that hasnt got clan blood! ravenclaw has wanted to be dep since a kit. now i've just spoilt everything! i dont deserve to be in frostclan..." she sighed and sat at the entrance to the camp. " so, are you going to tell oceanstar?"

[+CinnamonPelt+]

CinnamonPelt of FrrostClan

CinnamonPelt's blue eyes warmed before she shook her head. 'Just stay away from him. You have to stop this. I wont tell oceanstar, yet- but you HAVE to promise me... stay away. Be strong icepelt.. i know you're stronger than this.' She picked up her large bundle of herbs before brushing pelts with her freind and heading back towards the camp.

[ravenclaw]

icepelt smiled at the meddie cat. " thankyou cinnamonpelt, ill do what i can. quincy wont be too happy though, ill have to tell him that we cant meet again. i couldnt just leave him without saying goodbye." she closed her eyes and a tear trickled down her cheek. her eyelashes were soaked!
( sorry that its short.)

[+CinnamonPelt+]

CinnamonPelt of FrostClan[/color]

Cinnamonpelt nodded. 'I will gather catmint Tomorrow.. you can do that then. You're doing the right thing, Icepelt.'[/color] She brushed her tail along the she-cats flank before picking up her herbs again and trotting to camp, her tail swayed slightly and her whisters twitched as she looked over her shoulder, becoming to iceplet with her muzzle.

[ravenclaw]

[glow=red,2,300]Icepelt.[/glow]

Icepelt trotted back into camp. snowstorm greeted her then went out of camp. how was she going to tell quincy? how would he react? both of them wouldnt be happy about this. quincy was icepelts true love, how could she never see him again? she crawled into the warrior den and shut her eyes....

icepelts dream....

icepelt opened her eyes as a familiar smell came to her nose. when she lifted her head she was in the nest which she had her kits. she felt a presence in the den and she turned her head. a grey she-cat stood there. she had blue eyes and long eye lashes. she smiled at icepelt.
" mosskit!" icepelt cried. this was her youngest daughter standing before her. she was the same age as ravenclaw and snowstorm; not a tiny scrap of fur she was when she died. a tear trickled down her cheeks. she couldnt speak.
" your heart lies in frostclan mother.." her voice bounced off the den walls and echoed all around icepelt. " follow your heart..." icepelt looked at her beloved daughter. her body began to dissolve into the night air but she could still here her beautiful voice.
" dont go." icepelt whispered.

when icepelt woke up cinnamonpelt was witing for her outside the warriors den.

[+CinnamonPelt+]

CinnamonPelt of FrostClan

Cinnamonpelt greeted the warrior with a quiet purr. 'Good morning Icepelt!' She stepped forwards to brush her muzzle along the cat's. 'Are you ready? remember, we really need that catmint.'[/color] She ended the sentence with a wink, before bounding towards the entrance, her tail held high in pride for her friend, she was so glad that she was doing the right thing..

[ravenclaw]

icepelt brushed her pelt along cinnamonpelts. " good morning!" she respected cinnamonpelt not only because she was a meddie cat, but a friend as well. she whispered to cinnamonpelt when they went out of camp. " i had a dream last night...." she turned her head then whispered. " mosskit was there.." she walked until she came to the twoleg nests. " ill stay here, he'll come. i know he will."

[+CinnamonPelt+]

CinnamonPelt of FrostClan[/color]

Cinnamonpelt stopped when the cat talked about her dream. Mosskit? She turned her head and looked at Icepelt. 'Your kit was in your dream?'[/color] she asked, almost silently. She remembered this kit, when she was an apprentice, her mentor had tried everything to save the young cat, but she was just too weak. She had died young but nonetheless had gained the wisdom of StarClan. She prayed that they had done the right thing, sending the missed kit to Icepelt, she hoped that it would not drive her towards Quincey even more... She turned her head and continued walking in the direction of twoleg place, 'What did she say?'[/color] Her youthful blue eyes lost their shine as she seemed to be in thought.

[ravenclaw]

icepelt tilted her head and tried to think. " i can't remember very well, yet i can still hear her sweet voice in my head." she closed her eyes then her dream came back to her.
" she said... your heart lies in frostclan mother.... follow your heart." icepelt looked down at the ground. " but thats the problem, my heart is torn in two. i dont know which half to follow."