Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

'Chapter' One

Leah
The Forgotten

     I looked through Jacobs eyes and saw the admiration there. I couldnt help but cringe from the pain of realization; this was not the love I had felt for Sam. No. Something much stronger, and after experiencing this different kind of love from someones mind how could I blame Sam? Had I paid closer attention while I still had an alliance with his pack this revelation would have come to me much sooner. Had I not cringed away and ignored his thoughts as our minds were in sync, maybe I would have forgiven him sooner.
     Maybe, right now I would not be in pain.
     I listened as Jacob pondered my thoughts, and was grateful that Seth was gone kissing up to those blood sucking leeches so my current thoughts are a mystery to him.
     Leah, Jacob offered, I get it. And before I could reply Jacob was phasing, had to get back to his little monster. Apology filled his thoughts as they were torn away from mine. Somewhat grateful for the silence I sat and thought, not bothering to follow Jacob for protection because I knew the leeches were off on a little hunting trip.
      Jacob was the babysitter, naturally.
     Since I knew it was silly to await his return I began to mull over the reasons why my life sucked so much. When this action brought me agony, I abruptly stopped. 
     I phased back to my human self and thought to take a walk, and was surprised at the unfamiliarity that met me when I walked on two legs. Ignoring that odd deformity I set off on my walk -well, more of a run- and slowed when I neared the street, fearful that a human might see me running at this speed.
     The sidewalk was filthy, as always, I found myself meeting constant cracks along it, my feet sensitive to them. I continued slowly as my aware eyes caught any deformity the path I walked carried, commenting on the most miniscule things.
     I didnt want to hear, the sounds could only remind me of how torn I was, they could bring me back to my thoughts, I all but ripped my ears off as I focused on the ground beneath my feet.
     So I really wasnt too surprised when a human crashed into me, rather, I crashed into him. He was a biker, so his bowed head was covered by a distinctly colored helmet, therefore I could not meet his gaze. I mumbled an apology, not bothering to assist him in standing up because he would just fall right back down at the temperature of my hand.
     "Its all right," he assured me "Sorry, I wasnt really paying attention. Im Henry, by the way."
     And when I looked into his eyes, I experienced the best thing I could have ever felt, Jacobs thoughts when this happened to him couldnt possibly equal the astonishment and wonder I felt.
     "Henry," I breathed. He stared into my eyes with the same wonder.