Nightcloud

He was my sun, my sky, my everything in life, from the moment he was born. I knew he was the one for me. Little did I know, the little gray fuzz ball in WindClan nursery, would become my mate and father my kits and also break my heart three times.

Everyone was happy for Ashfoot, after Eaglekit's death, she was never the same. Yet, when her second son was born, we found the Ashfoot that was loyal, happy, and trustworthy. Crowkit helped her find a new purpose in life, gave her the will to go on. He also gave me the idea that I could find love someday.

I watched him grow and become an apprentice. By then I was a warrior, Nightcloud. He never took much notice of me, but I knew we were destined to be together.

Then he left.

I didn't know where my love had gone. I worried, cried, and barely slept, as WindClan grew weaker and weaker from the Twolegs. Tallstar said we had to leave or we would die. I didn't know what to do. When I had come to the decision to stay and wait for Crowpaw, he returned.

I was overjoyed. I rushed to him and told him how much I missed him and gave him a lick on the nose. He flinched and a wave of sadness and something else came over him. I froze, I knew that look.

It was love.

My Crowpaw had fallen in love with a RiverClan she.

I was broken for the first time.

We left with Crowpaw and his friends, but the whole thing was a blur. Crowpaw had fallen in love with fish-faced RiverClan scum, that he only knew for a few moons. I had been there his whole life loving him, and I get nothing in return. My heart ached and I stayed to the back of the group.

Then came Crowpaw's warrior ceremony, where I would get a small glimpse at how much he loved her. "Crowfeather" rippled through the clans, while tears rippled through my eyes and claws scored my heart. Why couldn't I be from RiverClan with a silver pelt and blue eyes?

We made it to the new home, a huge lake with a large moor perfect for WindClan. Now was my chance. The journey was over and Crowfeather was mine.

Then he left again.

Now he had fallen for the ThunderClan medicine cat? I never expected him to come back, so I was preparing to go after him and talk sense into him, but he returned, with a broken heart just like last time.

I had been broken again.

Crowfeather dedicated himself to WindClan, but no one trusted him. Many times I would try to talk to him but he shrugged me off.

Then came the fateful day.

"Nightcloud, I..I love you. Will you be my mate?"

Yes, Crowfeather, yes.

So, Breezekit was born. As soon as my kit opened his eyes, Crowfeather stopped caring. He stopped coming around. I'd given him what he wanted, loyalty shown to his Clanmates.

I'd been broken the third time.

And now I'm dying.

Kestralflight leans over me, "It's okay Nightcloud, you were a great warrior, and you can let go."

Breezepelt is gone, I've already said goodbye, he doesn't want me to see him cry.

"I'm sorry Crowfeather never loved you Nightcloud, I did, and I'm grateful you tried to raise me with love."

Then one last cat comes to see me.

Crowfeather.

"Nightcloud, I'm sorry, can you forgive me?"

Using my last bit of strength, I sit up and look at him.

"Sorry for what Crowfeather? For ignoring me when I was the only one to stay loyal to you? For using my son and I as a cover-up? For never once trying to be proud of him? For never once realizing that your life could have been so much easier had you just loved me instead of cats from other Clans? Oh no, Crowfeather. If you think your going to come in and beg forgiveness from me just to make yourself feel better your wrong."

I feel my last seconds begin to tick off.

Tick tock

"Nightcloud, I love you!"

Tick tock tick

"Well I don't"

Tock