#me at any opportunity: and fuck zhin!

[speckeltail]

st-striktor and fuck it, warrior cats

give me a paring + an au setting and I’ll tell you all the headcanons I’ve made about that 

char. why do you keep making me do this.

They start... slowly. Rushnose has never been interested in romance or taking a mate, really? And Oakfang seemed to be in a tight spot that would send him to the elder’s den.

But it doesn’t, and he recovers. Rushnose takes him out on patrols while he heals. Oakfang doesn’t want to think about what life is like outside the clans, but Rushnose doesn’t give him a choice. He can’t imagine this brave, courageous cat ever being anything other than a warrior.

The story comes out over multiple moons, far after Rushnose has gone to Gatherings. He’s accepted easily by Shadowclan, by far the least suspicious of outsiders, though they were suspicious of everyone. The deputy of Riverclan seems to know him. Windclan... stay out of the affairs of other clans, and for that Rushnose is grateful.

Rushnose is found sneaking out of camp one night. Why, Oakfang asks. Why are you betraying your clan?

He finds out. Outside of camp, crouched against a tree trunk, are two of Nettlestar’s too-young apprentices, and Oakfang has to question everything he knows about what the clans mean to each other; and how tall a tree can grow when it’s rotting from the inside out, and how small the apprentices are, and he’s never felt angrier than when Rushnose tells him they’re warriors.