Just By Chance (Darkwhisker)

[Icestorm]

Tags: Frost

Poppypaw stretched outside the apprentice den. It was stuffy in there. but the clearing didn't seem to be much better. The darkness had spread over the clan awhile ago, everyone was asleep and in their dens. Poppypaw looked out to the forest. Maybe a walk. She headed out to, well she didn't know where but somewhere. The forest was quiet except for the occasional crickets. She felt as though she could melt into the night.

Without even realizing it Poppypaw realized she was nearing the end of the territory. She looked to the field. On the other side was the Pond of Truce. The night was still young, and she didn't feel tired. I'm not going to get any sleep tonight might as well keep going. She stretched and pushed forward.

The pond of truce was a place she felt safe. She didn't think anyone else would here, after all it was the middle of the night. She looked up to the sky, the stars were out. She couldn't help but just stare at them. It was almost calming looking up to them.

[Frost]

A sleek black figure stalked out of the Stormclan camp, his white markings sticking out, and his golden eyes glowing. The apprentice den had been to full to go to sleep, so he decided to go out to the pond of truce. Blackpaw's glowing golden eyes shined with excitement. As Blackpaw pasted the end of his territory, he ducked low to the ground and kept his feathery tail low to the ground. 'Starclan, please let know cat find me!' Blackpaw prayed silently as he reached the pond of truce. There he saw a pretty, no, beautiful young she-cat with a sleek, glossy, black pelt and bright yellow eyes. "Wow..." he trailed off, taking in the she-cat's sweet smell. Mixed into her sweet smell was the Leafclan sent. 'Well...no one would find me...Why not?' he thought.

As he reached the black she-cat, he froze. How can I talk, hoping she doesn't rip my face off, when she isn't facing me?' He thought, making sure he didn't get hit by her tail. Blackpaw glanced at what she was looking at. Seeing the bright, beautiful, shining stars he knew Starclan didn't disprove. This was meant to be he could tell, why else would the stars be shining brighter, and no clouds had blocked them. Sliverstar could rip his fur out of his body, kill him even! but Blackpaw wouldn't care, for he trusted his assertors and knew it was meant to be. "Hi, I'm Blackpaw of Stormclan. May I ask what a beautiful she-cat is doing out here at night?" he meowed coolly and gave a flirty smile.

[Icestorm]

OOC: Did you switch cats?

Poppypaw felt herself heart stop. She turned quickly to the stranger. What were the odds of another cat being here? Poppypaw could hear Silverstar, no Thornfur screaming at her. Oh how she feared Silverstar, and Thornfur had a temper she knew that. He didn't seem dangerous though. In fact as she looked at him it was as though it was the exact opposite. He seemed nice.

He said his name was blackpaw. It seemed to fit him, his pelt almost let him melt into the night like hers. The only thing that made him stick out were the white marking, and his eyes. but from first impressions he didn't seem to be a troublesome cat. "Oh..Hello. I'm Poppypaw, from leafclan," she smiled, "Me? Oh I couldn't sleep so I took walk." Poppypaw tried to relax a bit more. He showed no signs of meaning harm so why should she? "What about you?" She asked cheerfully.

[Frost]

Blackpaw looked into her yellow eyes and replied with, "Of course you. Poppypaw, a beautiful for a beautiful cat. Its a shame, where not in the same clan. I would love to have you as a friend" When Poppypaw asked about why he was out at night he purred loudly. "So many apprentices! Almost all the kits had a ceremony to come apprentices! One of them put a rotten fish in my nest! I smelled for moons!" Blackpaw chuckled glad the smell had gone away after a few million baths in the river. Blackpaw's golden eyes danced to the great rock in the middle of the pool

His eyes glowed as he ran and leaped onto the rock, landing smoothly. "I'm Blackstar! leader of Stromclan!" he play yowled to where only Poppypaw could hear him. Blackpaw's eyes darted form side to side as he watched Poppypaw as she stood there quietly. As he watched her, his smile grew to and larger one.

[Icestorm]

Poppypaw could feel her tail twitch when he complimented her. No one had done that before, except maybe her uncle. She could feel her thoughts beginning to wonder about stormclan. With so many new apprentices now, what would that mean? Her thoughts shifted about as he laughed. He was an odd one, that was for sure. She liked his energy though, she could feel herself starting to feed off it. She watched as he jumped up to the rock. What was he going to do up there? "I'm Blackstar! Leader of stormclan!" She watched him, amusement in her eyes. He had a confidence about him. She felt a small smile creep along her face.

She sat in there, her tail the only thing moving. His smile was contagious, she could feel hers grow too. "Blackstar, huh? Poppystar, leader of leafclan. Now that is a name to remember," she looked him in the eyes before she jumped on the rock with him.

[Frost]

Blackpaw chuckled and replied with, "I like the name. I bet I would come the leader first!" The tom watched her as she jumped up on the rock and turned to face Poppypaw. He started to think about her clan and what it was like. Blackpaw looked at the she-cats sleek, dark fur and her piercing yellow eyes and let a tiny, quite purr out. 'It was meant to be...but how? She's in Leafclan and I'm in Stormclan! but...why would she stay in Leafclan if Sliverstar was crazy? What was her clan even like?' the apprentice thought and looked into her eyes. "Hey...What's a pretty she-cat like you doing in Leafclan? I thought Sliverstar was crazy." Blackpaw meowed with a small sigh. Oh how he wished they could be together. Blackpaw felt something...different about this Leafclanner. It was something he never got from his family...

OCC- sorry for the short post

[Icestorm]

"No way. I will be leader first." She said somewhat sternly, but her eyes had mischief in them. Blackpaw was just looking at her. She started to feel self-conscious. What was he looking at? Was there something in my fur, she thought. She started to look at herself. There didn't seem to be anything. She looked up. His eyes were still on her. She smiled at him.

His question caught her off guard. She looked up to the stars again, they were so pretty in the clear night sky. Why was she in Leafclan? She had never thought of that before. It was her home. Silverstar was scary and intimidating. She even heard Thornfur complain about her. "Leafclan was where my mother was born and raised and I want to follow in her foot steps. My uncle is with me, and he is a good cat. Silverstar, she's a different type of cat. I have come to fear her, to pity her, and respect her." She looked to Blackpaw. Leafclan was her home, she loved her family and her friends. Then it registered, he called her pretty. She smiled at him. He was a smooth talker that was for sure.

[Frost]

"You sound loyal." Blackpaw purred and inched closer to her. His black and white tail brushed against her back and he let out a purr of pure joy. Blackpaw stopped, remembering that she was Leafclan and he was not. He was Stormclan and that was that. He had always dreamed of having a mate but was it really Poppypaw. 'Then again Shadepaw is pretty and nice...No...Starclan hasn't disapproved.' Blackpaw's other side started to kick in and a low, deep voice filled his ears. 'Blackpaw! Starclan may not disapprove, well at least not yet.' the voice spat, continuing with, ' Shadepaw is in your clan, is much prettier then...then her!' it hissed. Blackpaw let out a small shudder and froze. The voice was fading! Thank Starclan! The tom chuckled and leaped off the rock.

Just as Blackpaw leaped and jagged piece of the rock came in contact with Blackpaw's soft belly, making a large cut in his stomach. Blackpaw let out a terrifying screech that could wake up a deaf cat. Once Blackpaw landed, his legs gave out from under him. Blackpaw's wound started to bleed heavily, making the area around him cover in the red liquid. Blackpaw's golden eyes turned into a deep yellow, full of fear and pain. "Help!" Blackpaw called over to Poppypaw, who was still sitting on the large rock. 'See! She is no clan-mate who is willing to die for you, not a family member who is willing to kill for you, and not a mate willing to care for you!' It was back. 'Kill her!' The voice yowled, making Blackpaw's stomach twist with knots, and it wasn't because of the bleeding or pain. "Never. Never in a lifetime. Never in a billon moons. I would drown myself in the river before I do that. Your a monster, thinking I would ever do that." he growled lowly to where no cat could hear.

Blackpaw started, more like had to, think as the bleeding started to get heavier. "Cobwebs! I need cobwebs, Poppypaw!" He yowled, starting to close his eyes, a strange feeling coming over him. As the feeling got stronger he heard and sweet, calming, voice. Their in front of him was a little, starry, kit-looking, she-cat. "Welcome to-" she was cut off by Blackpaw's golden eyes fluttering open into the dark night. He had made it. Blackpaw had lived, but was on the way of dying again. but this time he feared he wouldn't come back. That the starry she-kit would take his soul. 'Or me, young Blackpaw. Willowkit isn't always the, kindest.' The voice said, Blackpaw could almost hear the smile on his face. but this smile wasn't the one where you where the new leader, or you just had kits type of smile. It was the cruel, dark, smile someone evil would have when they killed a clan-mate. Then a picture flashed before his eyes. A image of him standing over a limp, bloody body. Then he saw a dark, cold-looking forest with swamp-type trees looming over head. A large,deep grey, tom with black paws and copper colored eyes stood in the shadows. "Remember me?" the strange tom asked, his voice matching the one n his head. The voice trying to get him the kill Poppypaw, the one trying to tell him Starclan wasn't good for him. And the same one telling him when he did a great job, when all his clan did was make him clean out the medicine cat's den and the elders den. This voice, and this voice only, had torn him to pieces. Blackpaw had it. The apprentice stalked up to this strange tom and hissed, overly enraged. 'How dare this cat come and try to make him kill the ones he loved! When he reached him he stopped and yowled a war cry. He was ready for what ever came his why, any attack of any kind. Just before Blackpaw's paw came into the tom's eye, every thing faded away and Blackpaw's eye opened to the Pond of Truce. 'What? Where?...' then it all came crashing down on him. Poppypaw, the voice, the pain, and that...well...feeling in his tummy when he was near the Leafclan she-cat.

OCC- Lonest post I have made! Word Count: 713

[Icestorm]

Poppypaw felt Blackpaw's tail brush against her back. She didn't know what to do or how to respond. She had never thought of another cat like that. It was new. He was something new. She was beginning to feel almost giddy around him. She couldn't stop smiling. It was strange, and whatever was happening here had to stop. She knew being friends with Blackpaw wouldn't be bad, but she didn't feel this happy with her other friends. Why him? What was so different about him? She slightly shook her head. It was too soon to know what he was to her.

He seemed quiet all of a sudden, and his tail stopped brushing her back. She looked to him but his eyes seemed distant as though he wasn't there. She looked to him with concern, "Blackpaw? Are you ok?" She stood up and turned to face him. Looking straight in his eyes, waiting for him to answer.