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Skycloud couldn't believe his ears. "What?" Firestar smiled. "Your mother, Flareheart, was a Thunder Clan cat up until she got pregnant with you and your brother and sister. She lied and told everyone the father was Raindrop. When we found out it was really Stormpelt, we banished her. Now, because you are half Thunder Clan they owe you to us. You are no longer a Wind Clan warrior, but a Thunder Clan warrior." Skycloud took it all in. How could this be? How could he go on without his family? What if he met his family in battle?
He reluctantly followed Firestar back to Thunder Clan. Flareheart sobbed as she watched him leave. Stormpelt, Flamefur, Scruffpelt, and Sprayheart were all watching sadly as he disappeared. With one last look, he allowed himself to be led away from the only place he called home.
In Thunder Clan he was alone. Completely alone. All of the cats avoided him because of his family history. He was a spitting image of Stormpelt, and no one here admired it like they did in Wind Clan. He hunted alone, ate alone, slept alone, lived alone.
He got used to the forest, the river close by, River Clan's scent. He spent most of his time laying beside River Clan's river. He could catch a fish, sleep, do anything he wanted there just fine. But one day it changed. He met someone who gave his life meaning again. A she-cat named Goldflight.
He was drinking some water silently when her face appeared in the water. He looked to see her cream colored fur and beautiful blue eyes gazing at him. "I see you all alone, Skycloud. You need a friend, someone to help you get by." She said wisely. "That I do. But the only place I could find that is at my home." Skycloud replied. Goldflight sighed. "I can be your friend, if you like." She offered. Skycloud looked into her eyes. She meant it. "I would like that." He replied with a smile. Goldflight laid down beside him quietly.
Everyday she would come and lay down beside him. Occasionally she would lick his cheek affectionately. He began to get used to her company. He began to love her, he admitted to himself. More than her could ever love Sprayheart, he loved Goldflight. She was the only cat brave enough to be his friend. She brought back into clan life. They did everything together, he was no longer alone in his pity.
"Goldflight doesn't like you." It was Highhead. "Shows what you know." Skycloud said. "She could never love you, fool!" Highhead spat. Goldflight walked over. "Of course I could, because I do love Skycloud." She smiled into his face. Highhead gasped and slunk away. Skycloud had found someone to love in his life, finally, someone who cared about him in this cruel new home and life he was living. Goldflight.