Jayfeather was humming Taylor Swift songs quietly to himself as he shuffled through some Catnip. He needed to count his supply, to make sure he had enough for the Clan this coming Leaf-Bare. All of a sudden he heard footsteps get closer and echo around the walls of the den. He recognized the warrior's smell.
"Hello, Ashfur," Jayfeather spoke casually. "What brings you to my lair?"
"Ummm...." Ashfur asked, "Where is Leafpool?"
Jayfeather rolled his sightless eyes. "What do you need that old bag for?" He turned his body in Ashfur's direction.
The gray warrior nodded slowly. "Anyways...I was hoping to get a session today."
"Do you have an appointment?"
Ashfur nodded.
"Well?!"
"I said yes..."
"Mmm hm, yeah," Jayfeather sighed. "Sit." He flicked his tail toward the soft mossy nest in the shadowy corner. Jayfeather closed the lichen curtain with his teeth so the Clan would know not to disturb them, and so every patient can be in privacy. He padded over to the back, where the air was slightly colder, and sat down. "Now. Tell me how you feel."
Ashfur sighed. "I had a crush on this girl...but she doesn't like me back. We dated for a while before this idiot stole her from me, and now she's dating him. They even had kits together!" Tears swelled in his eyes.
Jayfeather placed his paw carefully and gently on Ashfur's paws. He nodded. "It's okay. Let it out."
Ashfur looked down. "I want to get revenge. I've been thinking about this for a long time, but I'm not sure what to do."
"Well..."Jayfeather paused.
"But I want to make her pay," Ashfur continued. "And stupid Bram-"
"Let's leave names out of this..." Jayfeather suggested calmly. He already knew what this was about. He picked up hints about Ashfur's jealousy of Brambleclaw often. "Take a deep breath." He paused while Ashfur took in a breath. "Ok. Try to think of the most peaceful way to resolve this. What can we do?"
Ashfur racked his brain trying to think. "Uhh...I could not hurt her."
"Good." The medicine cat smiled.
"I could hurt someday else! Somebody closest to her! Like her kits! Or her father!"
"Okay...we're back..."Jayfeather sighed. "That's not what I was thinking."
     The nest rustled as Ashfur stood up and started marching out the den. "I'm going to burn her children alive!"
     Jayfeather heard him move and rushed in front of the older warrior. "Whoah! You need to take a night off, Ash! And let go of your ex! Don't get crazy..."
     "At least I don't like sticks!"
     "That's completely different and you know it!" Jayfeather snapped.
     Suddenly, Leafpool's scent entered the den, gripping herbs with her teeth. Fresh dock leaves tangled around with the air. "What's going on?"
     Ashfur smiled. "Just talking about our sexualities!" He lied. "It's private. Although it's probably no secret that Jayfeather's got a thing for sticks..." Jayfeather jutted his ribs with his elbow. "Ow!"
     "You guys need help," Leafpool muttered.
     "You have no idea," Jayfeather spat through his grin, and glanced at Ashfur.