In the Land

Lilakstar stared up at the star-dotted sky, her heart heavy and Cloverstar's accusation ringing in her ears, even from earlier that day. The moon was almost full: It would one day soon be the first gathering. Sadness and responsibility weighed down on the WildClan leader's shoulders and she sighed.
What would happen if I just left? She wondered. If I ran from here, right now, dropping my burdens as I did so? What would happen to them all?
Lilakstar knew what would happen. Her loyal deputy, Nightstreak would follow, and pick up her responsibilities from where she had let them lie. That she-cat would never give up on her Clan, never flee from what she had to face.
No, thought the white she-cat, I can't leave them. I could never do it.
But still, as the wild cat gazed at the sky, she felt like throwing back her head and wailing to the silent spirits.
Where are you? She cried in her head, Surely you have not abandoned us? Not now!
Dropping down, Lilakstar didn't feel like returning to the camp. Laying her head on her paws, she drifted off into slumber.

Mousestream bounded down the slope, and crouched, hiding behind a bush. The she-cat watched for Ravenstorm to come.

Mousestream leapt from the shadows, and landed on the toms back, pushing him down and grabbing one ear playfully. The small tabby gave a mrrow of amusement, and rolled over and over, playing.

She blinked affectionately at him, purring.
"Kit?" the tabby joked, "Why, you offend me!"
With that, Mousestream jumped off of Ravenstorm.

Aqua growled as she hit a tree,muttering "Stupid RavenStorm and Mousestream!" She hissed sharply "I should just become a kittypet again!"

Aqua whipped around and snarled

Mousestream raised her nose and said in a posh voice:
"You shall be my slave and bring me fresh mice thrice a day!"
Then she purred and nuzzled Raven.

AquaHeart padded to them and hissed at both

She gave them a look of pure hatred,fire burning in her eyes. She padded back to camp

Mousestream shivered and pressed close to the black tom.
"She hates us, Ravenstorm..." she mewed quietly, her fur fluffed up on her ears and tail, her eyes sad.

She gasped slightly, then pressed herself against Ravenstorm's side.
"I love you too," she murmured, twineing her tail with his.

Mousestream closed her eyes, wanting to feel nothing but Ravenstorms warm pelt. Then a thought struck her.
"What about Aquaheart?"

The small tabby she-cat nodded, and looked down at her paws.
"Do you want to go back to camp?"

Mousestream purred, and licked Raven's nose. She rolled onto her back, resting for a while, her blue eyes full of love for the warrior.

The she-cat relished her mates licks, and began to mew softly:
"I don't know much, but Cloverstar, their leader used to be a WildClan warrior. She left, and took charge of a band of loners, that became FlameClan."
The tabby's voice dropped to a whisper.
"But Cloverstar had kits. Its said they are Hawkfrost's, the Dark forest warrior. One, a she-cat named Skyclaw attacked her Clan and now lives a rogue, planning how to rule the Clans! The leaders are planning what to do. Thats all I know."