Two Hearts|Warrior Fan-Fic|Chapter Four Up!

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EEEEErrrmm. Finally decided to make this. Second story I'm writing, most likely to make sequels to this...
Anyways, LET THE STORY BEGIN! *Puts on glasses and fake mustache and raises fist in air*
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Prologue:

A small, scrawny, dark brown tom looked around. His head was black, along with most of his shoulders, and part of the top of his chest. His brown part of his fur did have some darker parts, but it was still just a dark shade of brown. His tail was bushy, and he had glaring yellow eyes that gave off a faint glow in the dark night sky.

He walked quickly through the starry moor. "Swiftstar, Were you looking for me?" A voice called behind him. He swung his black head around, pupils getting bigger as they adjusted to the dim light. He dipped his head to a skinny, fluffy, dappled golden tabby. "I was indeed, Gorsewhisker."

The she-cat smiled. "Always a pleasure to come to StarClan. Especially for you, uncle." She mewed. Swiftstar smiled back. "Thank you. But I have.....Well, A prophecy. The ThunderClan medicine cat has already received it for ThunderClan, so I thought I should tell you now, too." He explained. Gorsewhisker tensed.

I don't think there has been a prophecy ever since ShadowClan had to live in the tunnels and move back again! And ThunderClan? How is it for two Clans? The she-cat thought. "It involves two Clans? How?" She asked. The black and brown tom just shook his head. "Let's get it over with, before you wake up and are back at the Moonpool." He said.

"Okay, I'm ready. Let's hear it." She said quickly. The tom's yellow eyes seemed to stare into her soul as he said the words; "Two hearts must become one, and save the Lake..."

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Chapter One:

It was dark. Moon-light washed the WindClan camp a silvery-white color, even though it was less then a Half-Moon. Silence pierced the air, and everything seemed still and perfect, besides the wind that rattled some plants and the rain that pitter-pattered softly, quietly, and quickly. Cats sat still, like statues, near the entrance.

A young, light brown and white tabby tom stood at the front of the cats, facing them. "ThunderClan needs help. ShadowClan has ambushed them, apparently over a little fight on the border on a Dawn Patrol." He yowled, winking to a black and grey she-cat who smelled of trees and forest.

The WindClan cats cheered and yowled. Raising his tail, the small leader dashed out of the camp. The cats poured after him, including the black and grey ThunderClan she-cat. A particular WindClan warrior was the most excited for this battle. A young, pale reddish tabby she-cat.

She had sweet, sparkling blue eyes and a soft pink nose, with white toes and a few white patches on her soft, silky fur. She ran, claws unsheathed, onto ThunderClan territory. She leaped onto a tabby ShadowClan warrior immediately, sinking her claws in his side. She ripped him off a blue-grey she-cat and slashed at his nose, blood spattering.

As the tabby tom pinned her down, the blue she-cat ripped him off. "Thank you!" She whispered. "No problem." The blue cat replied before leaping into battle once more. Then, the pale tabby heard a cry; "Help! Help!"

She gasped as a handsome white tom tried to scramble up the top of the hollow. He was about to plummet into the ground of the ThunderClan camp floor, which was a long and hard fall. A dark, mottled brown ShadowClan warrior slammed his paws down on the ThunderClan cat's.

"Get off him!" She screeched, bowling into the brown tom. Eyes growing wide, the tom was thrown right to the edge with a gasp, breath knocked out of him. She looked to the ThunderClan tom and pulled him up. She stared into his green eyes.

"M-My name is Heathercloud..." She said. The white tom smiled. "Icetalon. Err, Meet me tomorrow, at the border." He said. Heathercloud blushed before going back into battle.

I will be there, Icetalon.

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Chapter Two:

Icetalon sat at the border, waiting for Heathercloud. She was beautiful, and looked very nice.

Her sleek, pale, red tabby fur with patches of white...Her gentle, caring, blue eyes...Her soft, silky fur...Her lithe, skinny but strong frame...He just loved everything about her!

He looked at the moon. It was half of full size. The medicine cats will be at the Moonpool tonight. Good. He thought. Then he saw a shape, running towards him. "Icetalon!" It was Heathercloud.

The she-cat skidded to a halt right at the border. She dipped her head to the white tom. "Now...Why did you want to meet me?" She asked. Icetalon seemed puzzled. "I-I thought it was obvious...I-I..I love you. Your beautiful. No matter what." He stammered. Nuzzling the pretty she-cat, he said, "We will meet here every night."

"B-but that's breaking the warrior code!" Heathercloud gasped. "Do we care?" He asked. She shuffled her paws, and then shook her head no. He smiled. Licking her nose, he started to hear paw-steps. "Oh no! The medicine cats are back already! Quick, we need to leave. Remember, tomorrow, here again!" He whispered. Splashing puddle water over where the two spots where they had been to hide there scents, he ran. Scrambling up a tree, he glared down at the four medicine cats.

"I think I can leave now, and go back to camp on my own." Ravenbird, the ThunderClan medicine cat, yawned. She started to pad off into the heart of ThunderClan territory.

Icetalon jumped from tree to tree, following the she-cat. Suddenly, he spotted a squirrel. He couldn't help but to kill it- And the dead carcass fell right in front of the black and grey medicine cat. She stared at it, fur on end. Hurrying to the next tree, he saw Ravenbird pelt away from the carcass, screeching out, "Who did that?! Where are you?!"

Branches rattled as the white ThunderClan tom hopped from them. Suddenly, as one rattled, she whipped around. Icetalon leaped down, right behind her. Quickly turning around, The ThunderClan medicine cat gasped. "You scared me out of my fur!" She snapped. Chuckling, the white tom said, "That's what I was going for."

Picking up the carcass of his catch, he padded back to camp, talking with the pretty cat.

When they arrived at camp, he dropped the squirrel on the fresh-kill pile, and turned to Ravenbird. "Sorry for scaring you..." He sighed. She just dipped her head, and the two cats went to their den's.

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Chapter Three:

Heathercloud looked at sky. The sun had just gone down. She smiled, and curled up in the center of camp, close to the Tallrock, where Antstar called Clan meetings. Cats were already falling asleep, but the tabby didn't plan to sleep. She planned to meet up with the handsome ThunderClan tom, Icetalon, like she had promised.

She knew she loved him, and she knew nothing could break their love. She yawned a fake yawn, and closed her eyes. She slowed her breath to make it seem as if she were sleeping. The camp turned silent besides the faint howling of wind and the soft, gentle noise of cats breathing.

It seemed like moons before Heathercloud rose to her feet. She arched her back out in a stretch, and silently picked her way around her Clan-mates and out of camp, making sure the guards were unable to see or scent her on her way out. The soft grass slightly swayed in the wind as she ran through the moor. Skidding to a halt at the border, she saw Icetalon making his way over. She smiled, then purred as he stopped in front of her, right at the border.

He licked her cheek, and she nuzzled him in return. "I love you..." She whispered. "I love you, too. I always will." Icetalon's sweet voice whispered in her ear. The tom drank in her scent, while the she-cat nuzzled him again and again.

She loved his neat, clean fur and his bright green eyes...The scent of forest that clang to his pelt...The way he spoke...His muscular frame...She adored him. The two cat's tails intertwined and they looked at the sky. "I've never felt like this before about any cat..." Heathercloud gasped, looking into his eyes.

"Nor have I..." Icetalon replied, staring back into her's. Then the two cat's tensed as they heard a voice.

"What do you think you two are doing?!"

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Chapter Four:

The loud yowl scared the white tom. His fur stood on end as he saw a dappled golden tabby she-cat. "Gorsewhisker! W-what are you doing here?"? Heathercloud stammered. "That's Gorsewhisker?" Asked Icetalon, surprised. At Gatherings, she seemed so quiet and nice, her fur sleek and clean. But right now, she looked disgusted and angry, her fur fluffed up making her look like a giant fluff-ball.

The golden she-cat hissed. "Forbidden love? That is against the warrior code!" She snapped. "Please Gorsewhisker, don't tell!" The other WindClan she-cat hissed. Then Gorsewhisker tensed, and her eyes grew wide as an owl's. "I won't. But only this once. You may...You may keep meeting..." She whispered, before slowly backing away; Which soon broke into running.

It wasn't long before the she-cat disappeared. "What was that all about?" Heathercloud shrugged. "I don't know. Medicine cat business, I guess." Icetalon shrugged back. Then the white ThunderClan warrior looked at the sky. "The sun is rising. We must go." He said. Licking the she-cat's nose once, he ran back to camp.

He yowled, and skidded to a halt in front of a black and grey she-cat. "Ravenbird!" He gasped. The she-cat nodded.

"I know about your secret."