Hello! I wanted to write this story since...always! Well...not since always. But at least since a few years! Until some time ago I hated Breezepelt but someone made me see him with new eyes. He suffered too much, that's why! But I can't just give up on my favorite ship too! So why not unite the useful at the pleasant? That's what I've done! Man...This will be good!
I do not own Warriors, Erin hunter does(If I owned, Lionblaze would go in the middle of Windclan's camp beg for Heathertail to pardon him)
Prologue
It was a day after the battle with the Dark florest. A shadow observed as Onestar was gave his
orders to rebuilt the camp and to bury the the fallen warriors, after morning then the whole night.
The shadow observed too the glares that he received from the cats that stopped once a while to
pay attention to him, it was more than clear that he wasn't welcome there anymore. He made up
a decision, he was leaving, no one would miss him, except maybe Heathertail. Remembering her made
him relax, somehow. She was the only cat who gave him some kind of love in this worlds full of mouse-dungs.
Yeah...he would miss her. That unbreakable smile that didn't fade even when he was in his worsts moods...
No! he couldn't get out of focus now! he was leaving and not even Heathertail would make him give up. His
time on Windclan was over, he had betrayed his birth clan and they sure won't forgive him for this, nor that
he felt guilty or something, but...The shadow quickly shook his head, it wasn't time for becoming emotional,
he had something to do now. Slowly, he began emerging from his hideout and went to exit the camp, his
clan mates( better saying, ex clan mates) didn't see him pass or even acknowledge in the first place, so busy
they were in their job. He exited the camp for the last time without looking back. He, Breezepelt was finally free
from the Clans!