"Rookfur!" Sedgewhisker purred, tail playfully tweaking her mate's nose as she gazed at him. "Sedgewhisker," Rookfur replied curtly, his amber eyes narrowing and his tail tip twitching impatiently. They met in a beautiful clearing, which was secluded and surrounded by gentle ferns and huge oak trees.
"What's the matter, love?" The soft brown tabby she-cat tilted her head ever so slightly as she blinked her emerald green eyes. Rookfur lashed his tail, a soft growl erupting from his throat.
"Oh, you know exactly what is going on." The muscular black tom unsheathed his claws, "How could you do this to me?"
Sedgewhisker was taken aback, "Do what?" Her mew quivering. "I trusted you!" Rookfur snarled, "How could you not be faithful to me?"
"Rookfur, I-" The brown tabby's pathetic mew was cut off as her mate interrupted, "Don't use that tone on me, Sedgewhisker! I know that I'm not the father of the kits that you carry!" His mew cracked with pain, "How could you do this to me?"
"Rookfur-" Once again, she was cut off, "Don't explain, I've heard enough! I know that the tom that fathers your kits is not of the Clan," Rookfur sneered, "What would become of you if I told Falconstar? You know what he did to Appleflight!"
"You wouldn't!" Sedgewhisker gasped mutely in horror, her eyes finally showing a glimmer of fear. "So you do admit it!" Her mate croaked, his eyes blazing with anger and hurt.
"Rookfur," Sedgewhisker started, "No, listen to me." She silenced her mate with a glare as he moved to interrupt her. "I never meant for this to happen and I'm sorry-"
"No, Sedgewhisker," Rookfur's mew softened, "I don't want your explanations anymore." Seeing the look on his mate's face, he continued, "I am not your mate anymore, but I can promise that I will never tell Falconstar or a single soul." The brown tabby she-cat breathed a sigh of relief, even though heartbreak was clearly visible through her green eyes, "I will continue to stand in as the kits' father, as it is not their fault, but their mother's alone," Rookfur glared harshly at the she-cat before him and continued, "However, I cannot guarantee that I will be the father that you want me to be nor will I guarantee that I will be there for them."
"But-" Sedgewhisker was once again interrupted by Rookfur, "That is all, goodbye, Sedgewhisker." With that, the black tom abruptly stalked out of the clearing, slinking into the shadows, leaving a heartbroken young brown tabby she-cat sobbing silently into the night, alone.