Post by Aqua on Oct 7, 2021 9:56:44 GMT -5
We all know that Lion x Heather broke up because Lion realized he needed to be loyal to his clan, and they just weren't going to work out together. After Lion left, Heather was upset with him, and both characters held a grudge against each other for a while. Do you think she handled the situation well? Here's her interactions with him after they broke up:
"Your poor ear!" she gasped when she saw the blood-encrusred wound.
"It's fine," Lionpaw mewed.
"Is that your only wound?" Her eyes glittered with worry in the half-light. "Breezepaw said he'd shredded you!"
Lionpaw stepped back. She should be worried about her Clanmates, not him. He felt more certain than ever that he was about to do the right thing.
Heatherpaw tipped her head to one side. "What?" Could she sense the guilt pricking in his pelt?
Lionpaw gazed at her. "We can't meet anymore."
Heatherpaw's eyes widened. "What do you mean?"
"We just can't."
"But we're having fun. Why do we have to stop? We're not hurting anyone." She sounded desperate, her voice coming out as a squeak.
"I think you're great, Heatherpaw," Lionpaw mewed. He stared at his paws. Why did she have to make this harder? "But you need to find someone in your own clan. I need to be the best warrior I can be, and I can't do that if I'm here every night."
Heatherpaw flinched as though he'd raked his claws across her nose. "It doesn't have to be every night." Her mew was a little more than a whisper.
It doesn't matter how often we meet! I shouldn't be here at all! "I was looking out for you in the battle today," Lionpaw told her. "What if you'd been in that patrol?"
"You could have fought Breezepaw or Harepaw or-"
"Battles aren't that simple, and you know it!" She must understand! "I can't pick and choose. I have to defend my clan. I can't be worrying about you all the time." He watched her gaze cloud with grief and his heart twisted with pain.
"That's it, then?" she mewed.
"Yes." He wasn't going to show how close he was to changing his mind, to agreeing to see her once a moon, or maybe twice, or three times.... This was what he had to do.
Anger flared in her eyes. "Fine!" she snapped. "I understand now." She turned away and padded toward the tunnel. Before she disappeared into the shadows she glanced over her shoulder, her eyes brimming with pain. "I just hope being a warrior is worth it!"
Lionpaw tasted the air.
WindClan!
A whole patrol.
He stiffened, tasting the air again to be sure.
Heatherpaw!
He bolted toward the approaching patrol, ignoring Firestar's cry for him to stop. As he darted like a bird through the undergrowth, his paws skimmed the ground. The sunlight glittered golden through the trees, making it easy to spot the WindClan patrol slinking like weasels through the forest. They were heading for the lake, hoping to finish off Dustpelt's patrol, no doubt.
Lionpaw could hear his Clanmates' paws thrumming after him. They exploded from the bushes around him as he reached the WindClan cats.
The enemy patrol scattered in panic, but not quickly enough. Ashfur knocked a brown tabby warrior to the ground, while Firestar flung himself at a black tom. Lionpaw charged through two WindClan apprentices, shoving them aside. Behind them Heatherpaw reared up on her hind legs, her blue eyes wide with shock. Lionpaw lunged at her and grasped her scruff between her teeth. She struggled, wailing, as he dragged her through a wall of ferns and flung her to the ground in the small clearing beyond. Enclosed in the pale green cave, he pinned her down, letting his paws prick her skin.
"You told them about the tunnels!" he hissed. "I can't believe you betrayed me. I thought I could trust you to keep your mouth shut."
"It wasn't me!"
Rage surged beneath his pelt. "So why is my forest filled with your clan?"
Heatherpaw struggled to escape from his grasp, twisting and biting him hard on the foreleg.
"I don't lie," she growled. "It wasn't me. It was Sedgekit!"
"Why would he do that?" Lionpaw couldn't believe it. "I saved his life!"
"He was boasting to Weaselfur about the tunnels he found, and then every cst in the clan knew."
Lionpaw scared down at her, stifling the urge to shred her fur. "I don't believe you," he breathed. "You've never forgiven me for wanting to be a loyal WindClan warrior." He leaned closed and dug in his claws as she tried to wiggle away from his hot breath. "I'll never forget this, Heatherpaw. I will be your enemy forever.
"Thief!"
Lionblaze's jaws dropped open, letting the catmint fall. "Heatherpaw!"
"Heathertail," the she-cat snarled. "You thought you'd get away with it," she went on, her voice scathing. "But I spotted you, creeping among the rocks. I guessed you would use the tunnels to get back to your own territory."
"Then.... then why didn't you call for a patrol?" Lionblaze stammered.
Heathertail's she's flashed and her lip curled. "You're not worth it. You may think that you're the best fighter in all the clans, but you don't scare me."
The red glare of blood surged through Lionblaze's mind, filling his eyes. "Traitor!" he yowled, leaping for Heathertail with his paws outstretched. He could feel his claws slicing through her throat, and the blood pouring out, soaking her fur and his own, pooling out on the cave floor. A rasping sound of horror came from his throat. The blood was hot and thick on his fur, the desk of it choking his nose.
Then as the red tide ebbed he saw Heathertail watching him, her fur unruffled and her gaze icy. Lionblaze shuddered. The vision had been so real, and yet he hadn't moved a paw.
Heathertail padded past him and paused in the mouth of the tunnel that led up to WindClan. "Go, and don't come back," she hissed. "You can take the catmint. I've no quarrel with ThunderClan; I don't want to see cats suffer, whatever you might think. Just be careful you don't end up a bully like your kin, Tigerstar.
Here's some insignificant scenes on how Heathertail reacted to Lionblaze and his clan:
So what do you think? Do you think she handled her behavior with Lionblaze pretty well?
"Your poor ear!" she gasped when she saw the blood-encrusred wound.
"It's fine," Lionpaw mewed.
"Is that your only wound?" Her eyes glittered with worry in the half-light. "Breezepaw said he'd shredded you!"
Lionpaw stepped back. She should be worried about her Clanmates, not him. He felt more certain than ever that he was about to do the right thing.
Heatherpaw tipped her head to one side. "What?" Could she sense the guilt pricking in his pelt?
Lionpaw gazed at her. "We can't meet anymore."
Heatherpaw's eyes widened. "What do you mean?"
"We just can't."
"But we're having fun. Why do we have to stop? We're not hurting anyone." She sounded desperate, her voice coming out as a squeak.
"I think you're great, Heatherpaw," Lionpaw mewed. He stared at his paws. Why did she have to make this harder? "But you need to find someone in your own clan. I need to be the best warrior I can be, and I can't do that if I'm here every night."
Heatherpaw flinched as though he'd raked his claws across her nose. "It doesn't have to be every night." Her mew was a little more than a whisper.
It doesn't matter how often we meet! I shouldn't be here at all! "I was looking out for you in the battle today," Lionpaw told her. "What if you'd been in that patrol?"
"You could have fought Breezepaw or Harepaw or-"
"Battles aren't that simple, and you know it!" She must understand! "I can't pick and choose. I have to defend my clan. I can't be worrying about you all the time." He watched her gaze cloud with grief and his heart twisted with pain.
"That's it, then?" she mewed.
"Yes." He wasn't going to show how close he was to changing his mind, to agreeing to see her once a moon, or maybe twice, or three times.... This was what he had to do.
Anger flared in her eyes. "Fine!" she snapped. "I understand now." She turned away and padded toward the tunnel. Before she disappeared into the shadows she glanced over her shoulder, her eyes brimming with pain. "I just hope being a warrior is worth it!"
Heatherpaw padded to Lionpaw and entwined her tail briefly with his. "Thanks for helping."
Firestar narrowed his eyes and Hollypaw stiffened. She stared at her brother, claws itching as she wanted for his reply. One battle had been averted, but was there another one still looming?
"We would have done the same for any cat," Lionpaw mewed flatly.
Pain flashed in Heatherpaw's eyes. "You're going to be a great warrior, Lionpaw."
Firestar narrowed his eyes and Hollypaw stiffened. She stared at her brother, claws itching as she wanted for his reply. One battle had been averted, but was there another one still looming?
"We would have done the same for any cat," Lionpaw mewed flatly.
Pain flashed in Heatherpaw's eyes. "You're going to be a great warrior, Lionpaw."
Lionpaw tasted the air.
WindClan!
A whole patrol.
He stiffened, tasting the air again to be sure.
Heatherpaw!
He bolted toward the approaching patrol, ignoring Firestar's cry for him to stop. As he darted like a bird through the undergrowth, his paws skimmed the ground. The sunlight glittered golden through the trees, making it easy to spot the WindClan patrol slinking like weasels through the forest. They were heading for the lake, hoping to finish off Dustpelt's patrol, no doubt.
Lionpaw could hear his Clanmates' paws thrumming after him. They exploded from the bushes around him as he reached the WindClan cats.
The enemy patrol scattered in panic, but not quickly enough. Ashfur knocked a brown tabby warrior to the ground, while Firestar flung himself at a black tom. Lionpaw charged through two WindClan apprentices, shoving them aside. Behind them Heatherpaw reared up on her hind legs, her blue eyes wide with shock. Lionpaw lunged at her and grasped her scruff between her teeth. She struggled, wailing, as he dragged her through a wall of ferns and flung her to the ground in the small clearing beyond. Enclosed in the pale green cave, he pinned her down, letting his paws prick her skin.
"You told them about the tunnels!" he hissed. "I can't believe you betrayed me. I thought I could trust you to keep your mouth shut."
"It wasn't me!"
Rage surged beneath his pelt. "So why is my forest filled with your clan?"
Heatherpaw struggled to escape from his grasp, twisting and biting him hard on the foreleg.
"I don't lie," she growled. "It wasn't me. It was Sedgekit!"
"Why would he do that?" Lionpaw couldn't believe it. "I saved his life!"
"He was boasting to Weaselfur about the tunnels he found, and then every cst in the clan knew."
Lionpaw scared down at her, stifling the urge to shred her fur. "I don't believe you," he breathed. "You've never forgiven me for wanting to be a loyal WindClan warrior." He leaned closed and dug in his claws as she tried to wiggle away from his hot breath. "I'll never forget this, Heatherpaw. I will be your enemy forever.
"Thief!"
Lionblaze's jaws dropped open, letting the catmint fall. "Heatherpaw!"
"Heathertail," the she-cat snarled. "You thought you'd get away with it," she went on, her voice scathing. "But I spotted you, creeping among the rocks. I guessed you would use the tunnels to get back to your own territory."
"Then.... then why didn't you call for a patrol?" Lionblaze stammered.
Heathertail's she's flashed and her lip curled. "You're not worth it. You may think that you're the best fighter in all the clans, but you don't scare me."
The red glare of blood surged through Lionblaze's mind, filling his eyes. "Traitor!" he yowled, leaping for Heathertail with his paws outstretched. He could feel his claws slicing through her throat, and the blood pouring out, soaking her fur and his own, pooling out on the cave floor. A rasping sound of horror came from his throat. The blood was hot and thick on his fur, the desk of it choking his nose.
Then as the red tide ebbed he saw Heathertail watching him, her fur unruffled and her gaze icy. Lionblaze shuddered. The vision had been so real, and yet he hadn't moved a paw.
Heathertail padded past him and paused in the mouth of the tunnel that led up to WindClan. "Go, and don't come back," she hissed. "You can take the catmint. I've no quarrel with ThunderClan; I don't want to see cats suffer, whatever you might think. Just be careful you don't end up a bully like your kin, Tigerstar.
Here's some insignificant scenes on how Heathertail reacted to Lionblaze and his clan:
Heathertail breathed out slowly. "Make sure you do." As she turned and began to head away from the ThunderClan camp, Jayfeather felt tension crackle like lightning between her and Lionblaze, and she aimed her final barb at the golden warrior. "You should keep a closer eye on your apprentice from now on."
So what do you think? Do you think she handled her behavior with Lionblaze pretty well?