Arranged meeting (closed)

Badgerpaw padded along in the starlight, searching for the Thunderpath. He had walked this way many times. As he approached the border between Windclan and Shadowclan, a monster roared across the path. "Heatherpaw," He called out after the monster had passed.

Heatherfrost emerged from the bushes along the Thunderpath. She purred. "Hey Badgerpaw. It's Heatherfrost now, by the way!" the new warrior explained.

Badgerpaw purred in delight. "A warrior, eh?" He brushed up against her on his way to sit down. "Hmm. Heatherfrost. That's a nice new name." A monster went by. He licked down some fur that had puffed up from the monster. "I'm still plain old Badgerpaw. The scar-faced Tom with the loveliest she-cat in the world."

Heatherfrost blushed. "Aww, thanks Badgerpaw! And don't call yourself plain. You're perfectly handsome..and even better, you're mine!" she meowed. She looked over at Badgerpaw, and saw that he really was handsome. Black and white pelt, ruffled by the monsters. Bright yellow eyes that shone in the moonlight. The golden warrior looked over at her own pelt and sighed, looking away. "The worst part is, I don't deserve you.." she muttered, hoping it was just her that heard.

"What was that?" Badgerpaw asked. Heatherfrost had mumbled something. He cuddled up next to her and licked her forehead.

She looked over at Badgerpaw and smiled. "Nothing." She reassured him.

Badgrpaw gave Heatherfrost a stubborn look. "It's not nothing, there is obviously something wrong. You know, your not good at lying." He lightly bumped Heatherfrost, his fur shining in the moonlight. Another monster roared by and caused some tufts of fur on the top of Badgerpaw's head to get messed up.

Heatherfrost's smile slowly faded. "Well... I said I'm not good enough for you." She meowed.

"That's not true! I'm not good enough for you! I'm a scar faced idiot who pretty much has no friends exept for one she-cat and a mate!" He growled. "I barely know any of my family! Most of them are dead!"

The warrior's eyes widened. "I-I'm sorry.." she whispered. Heatherfrost looked up at the moon then turned over to Badgerpaw with a slight smile on her face. "I'm so glad we're together!" She meowed.

Badgerpaw sighed. "Me too." He purred and rubbed against his mate.

Heatherpaw's smile grew a little bit bigger, and she sighed, returning her gaze to the bright moon. "The night..it's so beautiful!" she meowed quietly. A monster roared past, ruffling the golden fur on her shoulders and back. As the she-cat bent down to groom the ruffled fur, she looked back at all of the times they were together, and purred. The best memory of them all was when they first met on the Thunderpath.

Badgerpaw nodded. "It reminds me of Cloudy..." He immediately stopped. If he told Heatherfrost that it reminded him of Cloudypaw, then he would be dead. But...Cloudypaw was only a friend. "I mean it reminds me of you, Heatherfrost because you are both the most beautiful things I ever saw!"

Heatherfrost looked at Badgerpaw when he mentioned 'Cloudy', but then smiled. "Aww, thanks Badgerpaw!" she purred. She though for a minute. "Is this 'Cloudy' you were talking about a ShadowClan cat?" she asked, genuine curiousity written all over her face.

Badgerpaw flinched as Heatherpaw asked her question. He wanted to lie, but couldn't. Not to her. "Y...yes. It's Cloudypaw by the way." Maybe someday Cloudypaw and Heatherfrost could meet, he thought.