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| - Bluestar gingerly stalking a vole.The furry creature went inside his den. "Mouse-dung!" Bluestar muttered under her breath. "Bad luck,"Whitestorm said Bluestar narrowed her eyes at him. "It was the fattest vole ever Whitestorm, I am a terrible hunter." Bluestar sighed. Whitestorm flicked his white tail in understanding,"Bluestar it was just bad luck." The white tom said. "Bad luck,"Bluestar echoed,"BAD LUCK!" Whitestorm step back "Calm down" Whitestorm said. The tabby tom swung his head and saw Bluestar. "Well hello, Bluestar, I have come for some prey," Brokenstar said with a grin.
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| - Bluestar gingerly stalking a vole.The furry creature went inside his den. "Mouse-dung!" Bluestar muttered under her breath. "Bad luck,"Whitestorm said Bluestar narrowed her eyes at him. "It was the fattest vole ever Whitestorm, I am a terrible hunter." Bluestar sighed. Whitestorm flicked his white tail in understanding,"Bluestar it was just bad luck." The white tom said. "Bad luck,"Bluestar echoed,"BAD LUCK!" Whitestorm step back "Calm down" Whitestorm said. Bluestar pushed past him and to the Thunderpath. Picking out scents she scented Brokenstar. Her fur bristled. Then stopped. Her heart ached for him, Bluestar loved him. She walked a little way and saw his tabby pelt. "Brokenstar!" Bluestar hissed. The tabby tom swung his head and saw Bluestar. "Well hello, Bluestar, I have come for some prey," Brokenstar said with a grin. "So, ShadowClan cats can't hunt," I hissed at him. Brokenstar looked strong but in his eyes it showed that he was offended. I licked my paw in satisfaction. But I felt a pang in my heart. I have just offended my crush! "Sorry," I said quietly. Brokenstar was confused. He backed away. He narrowed his eyes suspiciously. Brokenstar backed away more and disappeared, most likely going back to his Clan. Bluestar heard Whitestorm walk up to her. "ShadowClan scent? What happened Bluestar?" Whitestorm asked. Bluestar thought of a lie to tell her nephew. She just sighed and flicked in tail in frustration. Bluestar and Whitestorm locked gazes. Bluestar thought of the first thing she could come of with. She lunged at Whitestorm, pinned him down and ran away as quickly as she can. Bluestar found the camp and the patrols have returned and every cat was well-fed. Walking through the camp entrance and saw Redtail waiting for her. "Where is Whitestorm?" Redtail asked. "He is alive," Bluestar reassured him. Redtail gave her a blank look and he sighed. Bluestar went to the fresh-kill pile and picked out a thrush. She took it to her den and sat there, thinking about Brokenstar. Bluestar spotted Whitestorm was confused when he walked into the camp. He walked over to the den but Willowpelt started talking to him. Bluestar went back to her thoughts. Brokenstar is handsome and great, I know he is evil but.............. Bluestar trailed off. She decided that she would try to make Brokenstar like her.
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