Hey, guys. I went to high school to write my fanfic stories. I need to be careful, that's because I'll get myself in trouble. I've read a story about Birchfall gets jealous of Ashfur. I want him to be this way. I want him to get jealous of Ashfur. Let's begin.

The next day, Whitewing fell asleep in her den. When she woke up, she saw Ashfur was staring at her.

She started to blink her eyes as she was blushing, she stood up and star back at him. "Ashfur?" she gleamed her green eyes. "Why are you staring at me for?" Is it because he's flirting with me?

"I was wondering if you can go hunt with me," Ashfur told her, looking away from her face as he was blushing. "Sorry to wake you up."

Whitewing nodded. "Okay, and yes," she gave him a smile. "I can go go hunt with you."

"I'm taking Birchpaw with me," Ashfur explained. "It's his final assessment."

"Good for him," she meowed, walking with Ashfur. "I can't wait until he can get a warrior name."

Birchpaw, the brown tabby tom, came out of his den and see Whitewing was around. She knew he has a crush on her. Whitewing didn't love him, she just like him that's because they're friends. She also had a crush on Ashfur. She kept seeing all the time when she was a kit or an apprentice. When she grew up, she became a warrior and she could have a mate.

"Hey, Birchpaw!" Whitewing waved at him with her tail.

"Oh, hey, Whitewing~" Birchpaw waved back, giving her a smirk.

"Are you exciting to finish your final assessment?" Whitewing asked.

Birchpaw nodded. "Of course," he purred. Then all three of them went to the forest to hunt some prey.

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It's been a few moments since they went on a hunt. Ashfur had taught him well, and Birchpaw became a warrior and Firestar named him Birchfall. Whitewing was very proud of her friend. Ashfur took a breath as he sat beside her.

Whitewing just saw that. "Hey, Ashfur," she padded at his shoulder. "Are you done to becoming a mentor?"

He nodded. "Of course." She saw him giving her a smile, blushing. "I'm glad my sister's son had became a warrior. My sister would be proud of me if I did it right to him."

Whitewing giggled. "Yeah, if I had an apprentice, I could train them right."

Ashfur chuckled nervously, he's still blushing at he was talking to her. Suddenly, Birchfall towards at them.

"Excuse me, Whitewing," he mewed loudly, they don't know what's got into him. She saw him pushing Ashfur around. "I like to speak with my former mentor or my friend Ashfur for a second."

A friend? Whitewing blinked her eyes. What does he mean a friend? Is he..... jealous of me? I was worried if Ashfur will never see me again! Whitewing started to reach out Ashfur's face, but she stopped. He opened his jaw to say to her.

"Don't worry, Whitewing," he repiled, gave her a smile. "I'll go talk to him."

Whitewing nodded, but not okay. She's still worry if Birchfall say something bad things to him. She went t follow them as she was hiding a bush from them. When she peaked through the bushes, she saw Birchfall was giving him a dirty look.

"Whitewing is mine," he snarled at him, Ashfur tried to stay away from him as he bumped against the wall. "You can't have her. I don't like you, anyway. I'm jealous of you that's because I saw you two lovely couple were together. Why don't you go find Squirrelflight and tell her you love her." Then he walked away from him, Whitewing had never heard a horrible conversation. She knew he was jealous of him.

How dare he! Whitewing scowled, staring at Birchfall walking away from him. He's not very nice to Ashfur, but Squirrelflight had already had a mate Brambleclaw. She came out of the bush and started to growl at Birchfall. "I don't think so, Birchfall," she snapped. "I know what you're saying to him. You told him that you're jealous of him for being close to me."

Birchfall was stampered as he was looking away from her face. "Whitewing," he gulped. "It's not what it's look like."

"Look like?" Whitewing hissed, facing at him against his forehead. "Listen you! I was worried about Ashfur, I was worried that you told him a bad things to him! I knew you were saying to him. Do you think I fall in love with you? No! I don't love you, Birchfall!" She started to walk away from him as she bring Ashfur with her.

Birchfall growled, then he walked away from them, too.

Whitewing sighed, she look at Ashfur's face. "Ashfur?" She gave him a soft lick on his forehead, he looked at her face. "Are you okay? Did he say a bad things to you?"

He nodded. "I'm fine, Whitewing," he repiled. "I can't believe he said bad stuffs about me. He told me he's yours. Do you love him?"

"No," she shook her head, she purred him against his neck. "I don't love him. I only like you." She gave him a smile, then she went back to the warriors' den.

Ashfur smiled, blushing.

Birchfall just saw it as he was hiding the bushes. "So, he stole my rivals?" he snarled as he was whispering. "I won't let him steal my Whitewing away from me. I won't let him took my rivals."