[X] Flowerclaw's Disdain

[flowerclaw]

Title: Flowerclaw's Disdain
Chapters: 15-35
Author:Flowerclaw
Pairing: BloodfrostXFlowerclaw
Summary: Flowerclaw is faced with a problem that might be to big to handle. Can she overcome this obsitcle?
Editor: N/A
Cover: N/A

Author's Notes: This is my first fan fiction here, so please read!

Chapter #1

Flowerclaw rested her head down on the ground. She had just talked to Darkstar, the leader of BeachClan, about her position in the clan. She was a medicine cat apprentice, recently given her warrior name, but she didn't feel quite right. She loved Bloodfrost, the clan deputy, but she knew it was forbidden for a medicine cat to fall in love, so she wanted her warrior name.
The clan leader had refused. But Flowerclaw knew she wasn't going to give up. She got up, stretching her legs, and marched into the leader's deep, dark cave.
"Darkstar, I want to talk to you. Now." she meowed, sitting down with her tail curling around her paws. "What is it, Flower?" "Why can't you just call me Flowerclaw?" she snapped. Darkstar lowered his head. "Alright. Flowerclaw, what is wrong now?" he corrected himself.
"Darkstar, haven't you ever felt something for a cat? Like love?" she prodded. "I feel nothing for any cat. Love is something for a cat that doesn't have any pride or selflessness." he answered, as though he was reading it from a script. I wouldn't describe you as selflessness. Thought Flowerclaw to herself.
"But what about feeling proud? Watching your kits become apprentices and warriors? Seeing someone that cares for you every day?" Flowerclaw rested her left paw on top of her tail. She waited for Darkstar's answer, but it never came. Or so she thought. "Feeling proud of yourself is enough." he snorted.
"Not all of this clan have the same oppinion though. What about those that don't think you should just be proud of yourself?" she pushed, hoping that Darkstar would finally see what she was leading to. "Then those cats can take their foolish mates and love them all they want to. They're low lives Flowerclaw. They don't know what it means to be popular."
Flowerclaw let out a slight hiss. "Look," Flowerclaw snapped, "if you can't see that some cats might want to be normal, without a reputation of hell, like you, then maybe I'm waisting my time and I should leave the clan."
She knew that BeachClan needed warriors, and if this inconsiderate cat couldn't see that, then she was for sure waisting her time. "I thought I would be doing you a favor by giving you more warriors. Everyone knows that Redkit wants to be a medicine cat, and she becomes an apprentice in a moon. I'm pretty sure Mylothfur will not die within a moon." she realized that the whole clan could probably hear her by now.
Darkstar's soothing voice came again. "Flowerclaw, you will be set back a few moons of training if you wish to tread the life of a warrior. It would be like living at only nine moons old again. Why do you want this life so bad? Why do you keep insisting to go back to another training process?" his voice became frantic.
"Because I want to love." she mewed simply. Darkstar didn't seem at all worried. "But by being a medicine cat, you show love for your whole clan." Oh no. No comeback. Flowerclaw thought.
"But I can't love Bloodfrost. I can't have kits. What kind of life is that?" she snapped,suddenly able to come up with something that could leave him speachless, but it didn't. "A life without pain." he mewed, and Flowerclaw threw back her head.
"Clearly you don't see. All I want is to be a warrior. The ancient ThunderClan let Hollypaw become a warrior after she wanted to give up her life as a medicine cat. Why can't you?" she added. Darkstar's voice went into a yowl. "Why do you think we call them the ancient ThunderClan? Plus, the only reason that they let Hollypaw train as a warrior is because Great StarClan sent a prophecy."
Flowerclaw arched her back and puffed out her fur. "I want to be a warrior and that's final." she growled. After so long of complaining, all Darkstar managed to sqeak out was, "Fine. You become a warrior tommorow." and Flowerclaw walked away, turning her back to Darkstar. I hope he dies tommorow and Bloodfrost takes his place. she thought as she slowly went back to her den.

[flowerclaw]

Chapter 2

"And so, from now on Flowerclaw will be known as a warrior, and for a while, she will be called Flowerpaw to make up her training. Bloodfrost, I want you to be her mentor." Darkstar's smirk let Flowerpaw know he meant to assign Bloodfrost as her mentor. That was okay, though. She could take this as a chance to get to know him.
Bloodfrost came padding from the back of the clearing to the front to touch his new apprentice's nose. Flowerpaw felt a rush of excitment as he put his nose to hers. She wished that it was in a different situation other than this, but she gladly would take this. She pressed her nose into his a little, and finally Bloodfrost pulled back.
"When can we go train?" he murmured, just loud enough for the cats right up under him and Flowerpaw to hear. "Right now's fine." she mewed back, barely louder than him. Bloodfrost nodded. "The Gathering is dismissed." Darkstar spat out, and made an ugly glare in Flowerpaw's direction, as if she had interupted something important.
Flowerpaw brushed all of Darkstar's comments off her shoulder and concentrated on following all of Bloodfrost's directions, in which case she could become a warrior quicker. Maybe then Darkstar would respect her for something. Yeah, right. Flowerpaw thought in her head.
Suddenly Bloodfrost mewed,"Okay, that's enough Flowerpaw. I'm getting rather tired." Flowerpaw felt a rush of dissapointment hit her, but she knew she could talk him into training her tommorow.


Once they both made it to the camp, Flowerpaw was exhausted. She picked up a piece of prey from the pile and headed toward her den. It was so late that most cats were in the den, and the moon, which you could barely see through the thick trees, was high in the sky. Flowerpaw stopped at her den when she saw Bloodfrost headed toward her.
"It's customary for a new apprentice to sleep in her mentor's nest the first night." he whispered. Flowerpaw looked confused. She had never heard of such a tradition. But she shrugged and headed for the warriors' den.
She dropped the piece of prey back on the pile, suddenly losing her hunger for food. She scented Bloodfrost's nest and layed down. Bloodfrost let out a small mrrrow of laughter. "Scoot over! Do you think I'm sleeping on the floor?" Flowerpaw felt bad, and embarrassed she hadn't thought of that, but she scooted over all the same and allowed Bloodfrost to curl up beside her.

I can picture us when I become a warrior. Bloodfrost comes into the queens' den with a piece of prey. And there I am with three kits. Ahh, life is good here. I wish every day could be just this good. And slowly she went to sleep, the events of this day still on her mind as she drifted off.


"Flowerpaw! Wake up!" Darkstar's face appeared above Flowerpaw. She wanted to claw his ears off for interupting her sleep, but she only lifted her head. "There's a fox in the territory! Bloodfrost's been injured!" Flowerpaw felt two feelings at the same time right then. Of cource, the feeling for Bloodfrost, but the feeling that Darkstar, of all cats, would come and tell her if he was injured. She halfway thought it was a joke to get her hyped up, but she knew Darkstar wouldn't approve of jokes, so she was pretty sure this was real.

"Wha? Where is he?" she got up and lumbered toward the medicine den, but before she got there, she saw him in the middle of the clearing. "Bloodfrost!" she yowled, her voice screaching over all of the other yowls of protest as the fox teared throught the clearing. Then, she felt the worst feeling of her life. The fox had her. For sure.


Flowerpaw awoke in the medicine den with Bloodfrost standing over her. She felt nothing in her tail, but she was glad that was all. "Bloodfrost, am I okay?" she meowed, and to her surprize, Bloodfrost mewed,"Yes. But if you're not, I want you to know that I love you."