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Philstar was leader of Tumblrclan, but he had a BIG secret. He was in love with a Youtubeclan warrior. They had met by the border. Philstar remembers it like it was yesterday. His name Danpelt. Phil was hap hazardously looking for an herb for his medicine cat, Yellowfang. He was suppose to find juniper berries but had forgotten the colour of them. when he had gone to put them in his mouth. The juice had seeped into his jaws, down his throat. Thats when he had started to feel woozy. Phistar wasn't sure he would make back to camp. That's when he heard a loud yowl. "HEY! drop those!" an unfamiliar voice yelled out to him, but he'd never forget that scent. The scent of a Youtubeclan warrior. Philstar startled had dropped the berries.
That's when he dropped. His legs going as limp as freshly caught freshkill. He wanted to stand tall and confront the warrior for being on his territory, but he couldn't. All he managed was a final low hiss, "intruder!"
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Danpelt had been enjoying clan life when he had first joined the clan. Before he was a 'loner' roaming the streets. It was a dangerous and unsatisfying life. Cats lay around in the sun waiting to be fed and hoping you were the first to the scraps. But now he had a taste of clan life it seemed equally as dangerous. The only good thing out of it came a sense of responsibility and honour to protect his clan, and of course his good friend Butters, but he wasn't exactly the best company.
Danpelt was going on another daunting hunting trip. There weren't many apprentices right now, so it was his task to catch prey for the queens. Another patrol was out with the remaining few apprentices for the elders. He was nearing the border of Tumblrclans territory while he was stalking a mouse, when he saw him. A cat holding deathberries between his jaws, swaying back and fourth. He had to warn him.
This was unexpected. The cat had fainted and it was no other than the clan leader Philstar. A sworn enemy, but no cat deserved to die. Danpelt removed the berries from his mouth. He quickly remembered a plant he had ate once that made him sick. After that he vowed to learn basic herb knowledge, so he didn't make a mistake like that again. He goes to fetch it and feeds it down Philstar's throat.
It's not long before the cat is blearily looking around and trying to speak before his stomach contents come up. Atleast he was awake for that. He looks up at Danpelt with a confused look before he's sleeping again.
What is Danpelt to do now? The life of Philstar was in his paws. Tumblrclan and Youtubeclan had been at war due to their leaders fighting over prey. Darkstar was a kind leader, but due to twolegs destroying the forest prey was scarce. They wouldn't last newleaf let alone leafbare. You'd have to be heartless to let cats of any kind die, but kits? That was something else. He would steal the extra prey from tumblrclan if that meant his own surviving. With that he ties Philstar in vines until he decides what to do.
On one paw he could could bring Philstar back to camp, but would that be just as cruel as letting him die? The clan would only threaten him until he gave up territory or his own life. Maybe they would use the leverage to raid the other clan. Danpelt didn't think the other clan did any wrong. But on the other paw he'd just have to let him go, and that would be an opertunity wasted.
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Philstar slowly blinked his eyes open head pounding. He couldn't move. shit. He rapidly flicked his tail as if that would help. Where was he? Then he sees a cat trotting up to him. He remembers now, picking the berries. They must have been poisonous. If thats the truth this cat... has saved his life. Philstar takes him in now face to face, as he sets a soaked mossball in front of him. "Um, drink up"
He had a dark brown pelt and his fur curled and bounced when he walked. Philstar looked up into his eyes an even darker earthy tone. "You saved my life quite possibly."
The other cat looked away. "yeah," was all he said. Phil drank from the mossball.
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Danpelt knew he didn't have it in him the moment Philstar looked at him. Those clear river blue eyes burned into his mind. "I'm going to untie you now," Danpelt loosened the vines on Philstar. The leader arose, but didn't make any moves. "What is your name?" He asked.
"I am Danpelt, warrior of Youtubeclan." He states, like he's rehearsed in his head so many times in case he were to meet another cat. "How come I haven't seen you before? I would remember you from a past gathering" Danpelt settles, as he sees no threat at all in Philstar. "I only joined two moons ago,"
Philstar nods in satisfaction at the answers to his questions. "I thank you for your genorosity, but if I see you on my territory again I'll have to rip you a new one!" He purrs as if it were amusing and not the truth. Danpelt makes an awkward noise to acknowledge whats said. "You're free to go now."
Philstar stares at him for a moment. Had he heard him? "Let's meet at the oak tree that borders us, we can talk about... clan relations" Philstar suggests.
"But I'm not clan leader?"
"I'm sure youre more sensible than him."
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It had been many moons since Danpelt had met the leader of Tumblrclan, and ever since then he knew he had made the right decision joining clan life. He had only wished he pledged his allegiance with Tumblrclan. It's not that he didn't love his clan, but he wished nothing more than to freely be mates with Philstar. They were meeting in private again. The sudden shift in Philstar's behaviour must have confused everyone. Giving up some territory to Youtubeclan. Danpelt loved nothing more than knowing he was the reason for that decision and it was his secret to keeps.
As Danpelt leaped oved a fallen tree trunk he could see that familiar sandy fur lying in a patch of grass.
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Philstar was ever grateful for Danpelt. He had made him see all the reasoning in the world. Even if deep down he knew the main reason for ending the war was because he could never face Danpelt in battle. He was lying in a clearing just under the biggest oak tree in possibly the universe. A spot that has quickly become his favourite. By the time he smells that sweet scent, he's being tackled.
Danpelt's pinned him to the ground. "Get off me you intruder!" Danpelt purrs. "I missed you,"
"I missed you too." They do a whole lot of looking at eachother, but Phil doesn't mind. He needs to make up for all the time their spent apart. Philstar only wishes Danpelt could join the clan, but even then none of his clanmates would accent a Youtubeclan cat as their own, let alone the leaders mate. Besides Danpelt didn't want to leave, He liked it in Youtubeclan. He talked fondly of his clanmate Butters. Philstar didn't think it mattered all that much. As long as they were together.