This is my very first story on this website ever so i hope you guys like it! Also i changed the story a little bit to were he dosen't go to riverclan.
Graystripe lay in his nest, sulking. it had been a moon since Silverstream had passed, and yesterday his kits went to RiverClan. Oh Starclan, will i ever have a love again? He thought. Fireheart walked in the den, carrying a juicy vole."Hey Graystripe, i got you something to eat."He said coaxingly. "No thanks, I'm not hungry." Graystripe whispered, too depressed to eat. Fireheart looked sadly at his heartbroken friend and said "Ok, but I'll leave this here in case you change your mind."Then he walked out of the den.
Graystripe walked out of camp, his fur matted, and his head low. he wanted some quiet time to himself away from the busy camp. He walked into a small clearing and sat, he looked up at the mid-day sky and said aloud," Starclan, please lead me to my true love." Suddenly a starry cat began to matirialize in front of him. As the cat became clearer he saw that it was Lionheart, his old mentor. "L-Lionheart, what are you doing here?" Graystripe asked, knowing he wasn't dreaming.
Lionheart smiled,"Im here to show you your love." Then suddenly, Graystripe was lifted into the air and felt pain as his limbs grew, his fur disapeered, and his tail disapeered. Then he fell to the ground feeling very different. he looked at himself. He had the body of a twoleg. "I'm a twoleg! How am I supposed to find my love as a twoleg?"He asked Lionheart. Lionheart ignored his question and said," You can still talk to cats, but you can talk to twolegs aswell." then Lionheart disapeared.