I do not own Warriors, but I do own the characters in the story.
Nighthawk ran until his paws were sore. So soon, to soon. He thought of his fellow clan mates as he ran. Wait he halted spun around and ran towards the blazing fire. "Silverheart!" He shouted in call for his mate. "Help" A small hopeless cry came from a thicket of bramble that was soon caught on fire Silverheart! I can't lose you, not before you and me are really together. Nighthawk thought he ran under the burning bush, finding Silverheart grabbing her pelt and running.
Silverheart's Point of view
Nighthawk grabbed me from the burning bush of bramble, I thought I would die in the fire, but I was saved by my mate. I was pregnant, and, he was proud of himself. Now, we were loners though. What once was a forbidden love between my beloved Thunderclan and his Beloved Shadowclan was now gone. Nighthawk had saved more of the Thunderclan. The medicinecat Frostpool, and the medicinecat from his clan Flamepool, and another beautiful she-cat Morningpaw, my apprentice, and last but not least, Duskpaw, His apprentice. Nighthawk spoke after us the small party of cats ran. "We should become a tribe so we cal live" He said in suggestion. "I Highly agree" The rest of us said. "We can go to the Sundrown place! I've heard of a place called of it!" Morningpaw said, she was a beautiful orangeish, brownish she-cat with ember eyes.