The next morning, I was waiting outside the apprentice's den for Fennelscar's instruction when I noticed the prettiest she-cat slip through the entrance of the camp.
She looked like she had just fallen from StarClan. She had the most exquisite ice blue eyes that would pierce through your soul. Once her orbs fitted mine, all the dead butterflies in my forest turned to angels. Their wings beating inside my stomach.
She trotted over to me, a large smile plastered on her face. Why hadn't I ever noticed her before? I pondered to myself.
This new feeling emitted in my veins. The perception was something I had never encountered before. Love?
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stardust. warriors short
Short Story"maybe I'm not leaving, maybe I'm going home" Eagledust is suicidal. cover made by @kivalori
