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Pinefur moved a branch with his paw so Rabbittail could slide by. They we're patroling the border together on a somewhat warm morning. Rabbittail sniffed the air as she walked along the windclan border. Pinefur went the other way. Rabbittail paused as she smelled something off. Then a cat crashed into her and knocked her into a bush. A brown paw clamped down on Rabbittail's mouth. Cutting off her scream for help.
Heathertail's eyes came into view. She hissed in Rabbittail's face "Back off. All your doing to Breezepelt is toying with him. If anyone else finds out... Your both dead. Nobody will like you any longer." Her voice was raspy. She dug her claws into Rabbittail's stomach. "So pretend these half-blood kits your carrying. Belong to that idiot your patroling with Pine-something?"
Heathertail was suddenly hauled away by strong paws. "It's Pinefur. Actually." Pinefur spat. Throwing the she-cat too the ground. Rabbittail scrambled to her paws. Heathertail crouched down. Laughing "Make the right decision honey!" She giggled before dashing over the border and far into the Moor.
Pinefur looked down at Rabbittail. Heathertail's blood stained his rusty-brown fur. He let Rabbittail lean on him to catch her breathe. Her thoughts were racing was she really expecting kits?! How did Heathertail know about Her and Breezepelt?! What would she tell the clan?!
She looked up at Pinefur. His amber eyes we're trusting. He didn't stray from her side. He never had.
But would he if this secret came out?
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