Bumblestripe kept his head down the entire way back to camp. He was so embarrassed. He had cuffed Tigerheart on the ear after Tigerheart had put his tail on Dovewing.

He looked up as a familiar pelt walked next to him. "Are you alright?" Ivypool said.

"I-I guess. I just feel really dumb."

Ivypool laughed. "It's fine. You had the right to do that. He knows you like her."

Startled, Bumblestripe stopped walking. "Wait. You know too?"

Ivypool grinned. "Yep. You've been pretty obvious." She laughed, starting to walk again.

He blushed. "Oh Starclan! That's embarrassing!"

She smiled. "Tigerheart is a mouse heart. He only likes Dovewing because of her face, that's all."

He growled. Then he sighed. "I must've embarrassed Dovewing. And all of Thunderclan."

Ivypool shrugged. "Also Shadowclan hates us now."

Bumblestripe rolled his eyes.

"Hey!" Ivypool said smirking defensively, "I was just adding on to your opinions!"

He laughed. "So much beef jerky!" He said grinning.

Ivypool stopped. "We're here."

Bumblestripe immediately ran to the fresh kill pile. He waited for his elders first, then picked out a plump squirrel. "Dovewing!" He called. "Come share this with me!"

He saw Dovewing stare at him. "Sorry... I'm not hungry." She murmured as she walked away.

He felt his face burn in embarrassment. But then, he shrugged. "More prey for me!" He said, trying to cheer himself up. He quickly ate it, and returned to his nest. He curled up, and noticed Dovewing was much farther away from him.

The gathering had taken up the whole day, and his paws had ached from walking .

Sadly, he closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

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Hey guys! Sorry about the short chapter and long update. Next chapter will hopefully be more interesting.

I think I'll update every 20 votes.