A.N.: Hey guys.

This is one of the new books that I am going to publish. It's a book full of one-shots about what could've happened to certain cats in the Warriors series.

Help would be greatly appreciated, and requests for new chapters in scenarios that different things that could've happened in the stories and super editions.

Today, we'll start off with a classic situation with Leafpool and Crowfeather. This is the scene that they would chose to run away or stay with their Clans. This story can have two parts to it, one, where they stay in the Clans and not leave for beyond the moors in their forbidden love, and the other side is that Leafpool and Crowfeather actually leave and ignore Midnight's message about the badger attack in the book. This part of the chapter will focus on one of the sides, and we will focus on the side of love, where Leafpool and Crowfeather actually do leave and never come back. This will include the future of Lionblaze, Hollyleaf and Jayfeather, in which they will live with their families, away from the Clans.

Let's start, shall we?


Characters:

Leafpool

Crowfeather


The badger's words rung in Leafpool's head, echoing in her empty mind. Midnight's words where clear. There was going to be an attack on the Clans... On ThunderClan too. Leafpool's head spun as she staggered form the weight of the invisible words.

"Angry are my kin. Nothing else has there been but talk about cats that drive them out. Planning attack, are they." Midnight's words repeated in her head. "Lived in peace, they had, until cats chase them out." Leafpool recounted the time when Squirrelflight came back from a mission to WindClan with Rainwhisker, Brambleclaw and Ashfur, and they told Firestar about the mother badger and her three cubs, and how she had fought to keep them safe from the cats, but she was eventually overpowered by the ThunderClan patrol, and was forced to flee from the battle. There was another case of badgers too, in RiverClan, where Brambleclaw's half brother, Hawkfrost, drove out a badger in the marshes.

"Leafpool. Leafpool, are you feeling dizzy?" she leaned on a familiar pelt, stark black against her brown tabby fur. Her mate, Crowfeather from WindClan, whom she recently ran away from the Clans with supported her as she swayed on her paws. "We travelled far today. We should rest. Follow me. I think I saw some ditch over there that we can rest in. There should be water to drink too. Come now." He soothed. Tired, Leafpool followed his dark pelt, which was starting to blend into the surrounding sky, which was growing dark quickly.

The pair arrived at a nearby ditch, which was sheltered from the moor's wind. Inside, the ditch contained a puddle of water, filled by rainfall, and Crowfeather, making a nest in a nearby cave. Determined to help out, she caught two mice, and laid them beside the completed nest that he had built. Quietly creeping in, she crounched and started eating her mouse. Enjoying the fresh and musky taste of the mouse, she didn't notice Crowfeather come into the den and curl beside her. As she finished eating, she heard him say, "How do you like it?" she stopped chewing and swallowed the remaining food before replying.

"You mean... running away from the Clans?" Crowfeather nodded. Leafpool set down the remains of her mouse and turned to look at the former WindClan cat. She met his amber gaze to hers. "Crowfeather. I know that we have many friends and family members in ThunderClan and WindClan, and you know how much my family means to me, especially Squirrelflight. But," she said as Crowfeather's ears started drooping from sadness, "you, Crowfeather, you... are my everything. Here, I am content, and that covers my sadness. I love you Crowfeather." Purring, she snuggled closer to Crowfeather, and both of them embraced, curling over each other. Leafpool looked up at her mate, "But, what should we do about the Clans?" Crowfeather sighed.

"I'm not sure, Leafpool. Sleep on it." he soothed to her, as his tail closed over her eyes. Blinking, she purred briefly and rested her head on his shoulders, passing out, with her mind in turmoil, torn between ThunderClan and her mate.

Morning sunlight filtered through the walls of the den, revealing and dappling Leafpool's tabby fur. Blinking, she looked up, thinking she was in the shadowy confines of the medicine cat den in ThunderClan. Panicking, she blinked rapidly, and saw that she was in a makeshift den, with no sign of her mate anywhere. Racing out of the den, she spotted a black cat stilling on a outcrop of a rock. "Crowfeather!" she called, and he turned, his amber eyes wide in surprise, and narrowing with relief. She purred as he met her. "Good morning, my Crow." He purred.

"Good morning, Blossom..." he replied as he wreathed around her. "So, what does your conscience tell you about what Midnight said?" Leafpool's empty mind started to generate what had happened the night before. Midnight's words were faint, but recognizable. Angry are my kin. Nothing else has there been but talk about cats that drive them out. Planning attack, are they. Lived in peace, they had, until cats chase them out." The she-cat saw an image in her head. A ginger she-cat was padding toward, followed by Brambleclaw and Ashfoot. "Squirrelflight! Brambleclaw?" she asked internally. Shaking her head, she swore to herself. All that was gone now, only she and Crowfeather were the only thing that mattered now. Somewhere, in StarClan, Leafpool's and Squirrelflight's bond broke, and the image slowly disappeared from Leafpool's mind. Blinking, and taking the portal back to reality, she blinked rapidly and told Crowfeather her answer. "I'm going to come with you."

(MANY MOONS LATER)

"Push, Leafpool!" a gasp was released from Leafpool as a kit slid out. "Ah. That's the last one." a voice spoke out from the hazy surroundings of Leafpool's vision.

"Crowfeather? Is that you?" she called out weakly. A slim shape slid beside her and a familiar voice purred in her ear.

"I'm here." the black tom turned toward his son, a gray tabby tom, with blind blue eyes. "Thank you Jayfrost. you'll make a great medicine cat." Another black shape streak towards Leafpool.

"Are they here?" an excited voice asked, high with excitement.

"Hollyfall. Don't bother your mother, she is tired. But look, you have two more siblings!" Crowfeather scolded the black she-cat. A streak of yellow joined Hollyfall's. Her sibling, Lionheart, dashed toward his mother. "Stop right there Lionheart. Don't talk to your mother now. She needs to rest now." He murmured something into Leafpool's ear. "What should we name them? They're beautiful..." he trailed off. Leafpool weakly lifted her head and gaze at the two bundles of fluffy kits that were nestled in her belly. One was a bright ginger tom, with a pelt like flame, and had a white paw and ear. The other was a dainty silver tabby she cat with a dark grey tail tip.

"Blazekit... and...?" Leafpool trailed off.

"Softkit." Crowfeather soothed. Leafpool nodded. These two kits reminded of certain cats that she lived with. Dozing off, what she didn't realize, was that these two cats were the imitations of Squirrelflight and Feathertail.