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Mintbreeze's Pride --- Chapter 8
Greenleaf began to change into leaf-fall. Mintbreeze watched the browning leaves fall to the ground at the bottom of the barn. For a few weeks she had stayed in the barn, killing the mice and rats, plumping up her once slender body. Although she had never tasted the kittypet food offered to her by the twolegs, the icy-cold water they put out was her favorite part of a hot day. Sometimes it was stealing wool from the sheep to add to their bed, with Rye. She finally felt like she was beginning a family.
Rye wanted to know if she'd like kittens, but Mintbreeze was young. She wanted to wait to name a mate and be settled.
But, then one day her old life came back to haunt her.
"Mintbreeze!" Inkspot called to his sister, who was laying in her bed.
"Inkspot!" she yelled down to him, throwing herself into his embrace. "What are you doing here?"
He half-heartedly smiled, a large patch of animal skin wrapped around his lost eye, "Stagstar is ill and wanted to see you one last time." He paused, taking in a large breath, "Will you come back and join us at least until he passes?"
Mintbreeze's heart stopped, she noticed Sweetsilk not too far from Inkspot.
"Please come back! I miss you! Hazyshade already earned his warrior name! And Rosefall."
Sweetsilk walked closer to Mintbreeze and sniffed her, "Are you kitting? You've gotten large," the cream and silver she-cat asked.
"Um, no. I've just been eating a lot more here." Mintbreeze said, offended that someone would ask her that.
"Yeah I guess that makes sense since there are no other cats here. Anyways, I was curious because I am!"
Mintbreeze almost interrupted to inquire about Rye but her tongue was bit down by her jaw.
"You're kitting?"
Sweetsilk grinned, "Yup! Silverfrost finally came around and we are expectin--"
Before she could stopped herself, Mintbreeze's claws slapped her best friend across the bridge of her nose. Blood began to seep through the long, jagged cut that the white cat created. Sweetsilk's front paws grabbed her face as she began to cry.
"WHY IN STARCLAN WOULD YOU DO THAT?! I THOUGHT YOU WERE MY FRIEND!" She cried as blood began to drip between her paws.
"I thougt you were my friend. How could you do this to me. Ever thought that maybe I liked Silverfrost?"
Sweetsilk removed her paws, the blood dried to reveal an ugly scar. "I can't believe you! I wanted to name one of my kits after you too!"
Mintbreeze laughed, "I was named after a Thunderclan cat, so save it. Just leave. It was so peaceful without you. You're a rotten friend."
Sweetsilk's large eyes filled with tears as she turned around and ran off. Inkspot awkwardly stared at his sister, jaw wide open.
"I guess you're not coming back to Windclan..." He whispered.
She shook her head. "I left that life. Tell our father 'good riddance!'"
She turned around and stalked away. Rye, who was at the edge of the barn, said nothing as Mintbreeze tried to wash the blood off her paws.
Greenleaf began to change into leaf-fall. Mintbreeze watched the browning leaves fall to the ground at the bottom of the barn. For a few weeks she had stayed in the barn, killing the mice and rats, plumping up her once slender body. Although she had never tasted the kittypet food offered to her by the twolegs, the icy-cold water they put out was her favorite part of a hot day. Sometimes it was stealing wool from the sheep to add to their bed, with Rye. She finally felt like she was beginning a family.
Rye wanted to know if she'd like kittens, but Mintbreeze was young. She wanted to wait to name a mate and be settled.
But, then one day her old life came back to haunt her.
"Mintbreeze!" Inkspot called to his sister, who was laying in her bed.
"Inkspot!" she yelled down to him, throwing herself into his embrace. "What are you doing here?"
He half-heartedly smiled, a large patch of animal skin wrapped around his lost eye, "Stagstar is ill and wanted to see you one last time." He paused, taking in a large breath, "Will you come back and join us at least until he passes?"
Mintbreeze's heart stopped, she noticed Sweetsilk not too far from Inkspot.
"Please come back! I miss you! Hazyshade already earned his warrior name! And Rosefall."
Sweetsilk walked closer to Mintbreeze and sniffed her, "Are you kitting? You've gotten large," the cream and silver she-cat asked.
"Um, no. I've just been eating a lot more here." Mintbreeze said, offended that someone would ask her that.
"Yeah I guess that makes sense since there are no other cats here. Anyways, I was curious because I am!"
Mintbreeze almost interrupted to inquire about Rye but her tongue was bit down by her jaw.
"You're kitting?"
Sweetsilk grinned, "Yup! Silverfrost finally came around and we are expectin--"
Before she could stopped herself, Mintbreeze's claws slapped her best friend across the bridge of her nose. Blood began to seep through the long, jagged cut that the white cat created. Sweetsilk's front paws grabbed her face as she began to cry.
"WHY IN STARCLAN WOULD YOU DO THAT?! I THOUGHT YOU WERE MY FRIEND!" She cried as blood began to drip between her paws.
"I thougt you were my friend. How could you do this to me. Ever thought that maybe I liked Silverfrost?"
Sweetsilk removed her paws, the blood dried to reveal an ugly scar. "I can't believe you! I wanted to name one of my kits after you too!"
Mintbreeze laughed, "I was named after a Thunderclan cat, so save it. Just leave. It was so peaceful without you. You're a rotten friend."
Sweetsilk's large eyes filled with tears as she turned around and ran off. Inkspot awkwardly stared at his sister, jaw wide open.
"I guess you're not coming back to Windclan..." He whispered.
She shook her head. "I left that life. Tell our father 'good riddance!'"
She turned around and stalked away. Rye, who was at the edge of the barn, said nothing as Mintbreeze tried to wash the blood off her paws.
Mintbreeze's Pride
Too proud for friends. Too proud for a mate. To proud for family. To proud for Windclan.
Warriors © Erin Hunter
Story and Characters © Shadowgaze
Too proud for friends. Too proud for a mate. To proud for family. To proud for Windclan.
Warriors © Erin Hunter
Story and Characters © Shadowgaze
© 2011 - 2024 Shadowgaze
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XD the song Bubblegum Bitch fits her perfectly I now realize 
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