Dustpelt and Sandstorm

Dust Pelt and Sandstorm, Thunder Clan's newest warriors, sat in the entrance to the Thunder Clan camp. They had just finished their vigil, and Sandstorm noticed that Dust pelt looked uncomfortable.
"What's the matter?", she asked.
Dustpelt looked at her and said, "Sandstorm, I need to ask you something."
"What?", Sandstorm asked.
"Will you be my mate?", He asked.
"Dustpelt, I'm so sorry.", She replied in the gentlest voice possible. "It's just that, ever since Fireheart came to the Clan, I've had these weird feelings I can't explian. It's like I want to be as close to him as possible, and never let him out of my sight. I think I love him."
"More than you love me?", Dustpelt replied angirly. "Fine!", He snapped. "If that's the way it is, then I'll just go!" Dustpelt glared at Sandstorm, then turned around and stomped toward the clearing.
Sandstorm looked at him sorrowfully and whispered, "I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt you." "Sandstorm felt bad but she couldn't help her feilings for fire heart." 
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