Chapter 17: Love

       Snoweagle slashed at Ruins sides, but he dodged. Ruin turned around and landed a hard blow on Snoweagle's head. Then, Ruin pinned him down. Ruin's weight was too much, so all Snoweagle could do was struggle under Ruin. Suddenly, he saw a flash of brown. Cricketpaw was slashing at Ruin's back. Snoweagle took this chance to swipe at Ruin's belly, but missed. He was still a little Dizzy.
       The bushes rustled as re-enforcements rushed in. Snoweagle could pick out Flamingpelt among them. Back already? Snoweagle thought. He saw Flamingpelt rush right by him. No...no! Snoweagle thought. Flamingpelt was picking his way across the battlefield, rushing at Lightkit.
        "AHHHHH! Stop! Stop!" Screamed Lightkit was loud as she could. Snoweagle swiped at Ruin's belly, landing a blow, then left Cricketpaw to fight Ruin. He had to save Lightkit. After all, Lightkit was his step-sibling. Snoweagle yanked Flamingpelt's tail and then jumped on his back.
         "Lightkit! RUUUUUUUUUN!" Yelled Snoweagle as he scratched Flamingpelt's back. Flamingpelt rushed off... only to jump ON Lightning and squash him. Snoweagle spotted Frostflight struggling under a goon. Snoweagle swiped at the goon, then sent it fleeing into the bushes.
         "Thanks." said Frostflight.
         "Your'e welcome." replied Snoweagle. He could feel himself blushing.
         "What do you think happened to Fear?" asked Frostflight.
         "I think they may have fought," said Snoweagle. "Look at theses cats. I think they must fight every day."
         "Yeah," Said Frostflight. Snoweagle looked around. The enemies were fleeing into the bushes. He picked out Ruin's pelt, and then Hate's. Ruin screamed something surprisingly inaudible, then rushed out of camp. Finally, the battle had stopped. "Err...I'm going to go see how Lightkit is doing." said Frostflight.
         Snoweagle looked after her. I have special feelings for her. Snoweagle thought. Then he realized something. Am I in LOVE?

AN: First comes love, then comes.. um... marriage, then comes the baby in the... um... Moss!