-Traveling to the Full Moon meeting-

Fierceheart burst through the entrance of the camp, first saying good bye to her mother Tenderheart and her father Shadowmist on the way out. She dashed towards the moon with Swiftclaw and Fernfang by her side. They ran as fast as they could racing through the meadows.

Squirrelstar watched the younger warriors dash away, thinking about what she would announce to the other leaders during the meeting. 'I have to confront Petalstar about the fact that one of her warriors attacked our territory and wounded my warriors along side a pack of cats that were not from Slateclan! She must punish Snakefang for his evil deeds at once.' She contemplated.

The cats continued to make their way to the gathering place, and after a few minutes they looked through a patch of ferns and saw before them a beautiful clearing. Most of the cats from the other clans were gathered around the area where the leaders were talking. 

"Woo hoo!!!!!" screamed Fierceheart as she ran down the hill to the clearing at top speed. The other leaders looked up, startled, and watched Fierceheart for a moment, nodded at her, then started talking again. "Sorry for desturbing everyone." She said in an embarrassed tone. 

The rest of the Rockclan cats dispersed into the clearing, starting to talk to friends from the other clans and catch up on clan news. Crowpelt walked towards the other deputies and started chatting. Fierceheart looked to her left and saw Duckfeather talking to Quietstep. She walked over and when there was a quick lull in the conversation she asked "How are you Quietstep?" smiling happily. "Oh! Hello Fierceheart! I'm doing okay, how about you? Hows the prey running in Rockclan?" said Quietstep in a mildly tired tone. "I'm doing good! The prey is plentiful. Why do you sound so tired? Are you okay?" She mewed. "Um...I'm just a little tired, because I had kits recently!" She said in a joyful and grateful tone. "Oh wow! Aww! How many kits? And what are their names? And who's the lucky father?" Fierceheart asked in an excited tone. "Two adorable heathy kits. Their names are Mothkit and Littlekit. Uh..." She trailed off. She glanced at Duckfeather with a worried look in her eyes, and she suddenly started to smell of fear. "C-can you keep a secret? This is very important, because my clan could exile me for this..." She meowed quietly. "O-of course! Uh...whats wrong? WAIT. IT WASN'T A KITTYPET WAS IT??" Fierceheart asked just a bit to loud. "Shhhh!!! No, it was not a kittypet..." Quietstep trailed off again and looked at Duckfeather with a loving look in her eyes, wrapping her tail around his. "No way...is that why you were gone for a long time midnight around a month ago Duckfeather?! Were you meeting up with Quietstep?" She growled in a low tone. "Y-y-yes." answered Duckfeather hesitantly, then begged: "Please don't tell Squirrelstar!! Please Fierce! I'm begging you!!!" "Of course I wouldn't, you mouse brain! I wouldn't out one of my friends like that! I am not a traitor." She replied gently.

Fierceheart walked away, soaking in what she had just found out. She wanted to tell Fernfang and Swiftclaw but not when they were at a gathering. She wouldn't dare risk it.

Back in the Slateclan camp...

Snakefang lay in the warriors den, enraged. 'Why would Petalstar be so idiotic as to let me stay at camp?!' He let out a long deep rage filled growl. "If she had let me go, I would have gotten even with that flea infested, bug brained, frog eating cat that ripped off my tail. What was that mouse brained cats name? Fernblaze? I don't remember, but I couldn't care less." He hissed under his breath. "I need to plan another attack on Rockclan with my fathers rogues. When I get my vengeance, Squirrelstar and Fern-whats-it will die under my claws..." He continued to stew in the beginning of his madness, claws dug deep into the dark wet soil.

Back at the gathering...

Quartzpelt was talking to his best friends Amberheart and Echopaw, and they started playing a game where they would choose a random cat from a different clan and make a fake backstory on them. "Your turn Quartzpelt!" Mewed Echopaw in a sassy tone. "Could I choose which cat?" Echopaw asked. "Sure." He answered. "Hmm...maybe that grey she-cat over there? She's next to two other grey she-cats." Echopaw chose. "Ok then," He said, trying to find the cat she was talking about. "Where is sh-" He stopped talking as soon as he saw the cat she was talking about. "Wooooooaaaaaaaah..." He trailed off. "What? Whats wrong dude?" Amberheart asked in a bemused tone. "I-is that the cat you were talking about??" Quartzpelt asked in a starstruck tone. "Who? The sleek grey tabby she-cat with broad shoulders? Thats about as specific as I can get." Amberheart answered in a bored mew. "Wow...she is beautiful." Quartzpelt announced. "Whoa. Hold on there bud. She's a Rockclan cat. You cant fall in love with her, you moron! SHE'S. FROM. A. DIFFERENT. CLAN. WHAT ARE YOU THINKING YOU MOUSE BRAIN." Amberheart said loudly, starting to get annoyed. "I think you should go tell her you like her!" Said Echopaw, nudging Quartzpelt in the cats direction. "No!! I cant just go over and talk to her! She'll think I'm a flea brain! Don't even think about getting me over there." Quartzpelt said in a firm and nervous tone. He was looking around and couldn't help but look over at her again, feeling blush rise on his face. He licked his chest fur quickly trying to hind his embarrassment. "Go say hi! I dare you! Do it! Do it! Do it!" Echopaw yowled. "Shush!!" Quartzpelt hissed. "DO IT! DO IT! DO IT!" Now Amberheart joined in, and they both started pushing him towards the cat. They gave him one final shove and he stumbled to a halt in front of the beautiful grey tabby. "You fox hearts!" He hissed after his friends as they ran away into the crowd of cats. He turned around to see that all three of the she-cats were looking straight at him. He gulped.

Fernfang was telling Swiftclaw and Fierceheart about how she recently caught a huge rabbit with only one claw. "-I hit it and it flew through the air and it landed and almost got away! But I barely hooked it with one claw and I got it! That was probably the biggest piece of prey I have ever caught! Isn't that awesome?" Fernfang finished her story, leaving Fierceheart and Swiftclaw gasping in surprise. "Wow! Thats amazing!" Both of the she-cats said at the same time. They looked at each other and started laughing. 'I'm glad they liked the story, but when can we get out of this meeting?' Fernfang wondered. She glanced over at a random trio of cats and noticed that they were looking straight at her. 'Whats their problem?' She thought. She watched them for a few seconds, then became disinterested and watched the leaders for a few moments. After a long time she looked over at the trio again and noticed one of the cats were getting fidgety and was trying to meow something to his friends. 'Why are Slateclan cats so weird?' She thought. She lay down and started purring listening to her friends mew to one another. She opened her eyes and saw one of the cats getting pushed towards her and her friends. 'Umm...whats happening?' She thought. She stood up and watched the tom get pushed closer. "You fox hearts!"  the tom hissed under his breath at his friends. She looked at the tom in mild confusion of what was happening. He gulped.

Quartzpelt launched into his clunky speech all of a sudden. "Uh...hi! Your names um...Fernfang, right? You have a beautiful name! My name is Quailpelt. Ergh! Sorry! Quartzpelt. How are you? I love the color of your fur! Maybe we could see each other again soon? Aheh..." He looked her in the eye for a split second then said: "Um...I have to go now! My friends need me. You see Echopaw over there got a huge thorn in her foot so um, yeah, I need to go help her because, um, I am super strong and am good at getting stuff out of others cats feet, so anyway...hopefully see you maybe later tonight on the boarder? Ahh! Why did I say that?! Erm...just pretend you didn't hear that, okay?? Uh...you're really cute!!!!! B-b-bye!!" He turned tail and fled back into the crowd of cats again and she watched him hide behind a large golden-brown tabby tom that looked very weirded out that suddenly there was a panicky tom hiding behind him. Fernfang looked at Fierceheart and Swiftclaw with an expression of pure befuddlement.

Fierceheart watched the brutal interaction between Fernfang and Quartzpelt. After he was done flailing around with his words, Fernfang turned to her two friends and gave them such a look that Fierceheart just looked over at Swiftclaw and then burst out laughing. "W-w-w-what in the n-name of Starclan just ha-ha-happened???" Fierceheart said while laughing until she fell over. Swiftclaw tried to keep her composure while saying "I do indeed believe that the mighty Fernfang has a boyfriend now." Fernfang got up and smushed Swiftclaw into the soft grass saying "No. He is a stupid idiot that was just in my face being VERY annoying." She said with a deep growl. Swiftclaw and Fierceheart lost it and started laughing again, and Fernfang just sat there very annoyed. 

Quartzpelts thoughts...

'I wonder if we could ever be mates or have a family or be friends?'

Fernfangs thoughts...

'Not in your bright shiny overly lovey dreams sir.'

Authors Note: This was so funny to write because irl Fern suggested this and then ended up wanting me NOT to write it just because it was about love. <D Guess what Fern? You're too late! MUHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (Jk hope you all enjoyed!)