Credit for the idea goes to Lightningspirit the supreme for this one.
I've had a good life, though Cloudflower as a cough racked her body. She remembered all the times with her mate, Owltail. And Coldflame. She felt a rush of pride as she thought of her son, who was now clan deputy. And then she remembered. Coldflame betrayed our clan. Cloudflower had seen her son crossing the border into another clan many times, meeting with a pretty tabby she-cat. That's one thing I must set straight before I die.
"Why do you keep meeting with that she-cat?" asked Cloudflower desperately. Coldflame shrugged.
"She's my mate. Why shouldn't I meet with her?"
"You're breaking the warrior code!"
"I'm not breaking our code."
"Traitor." Cloudflower spat out the word with contempt. Coldflame growled.
"I am no traitor!" he roared, springing towards his mother, claws outstretched.
By the time they dragged Coldflame away from his mother, she was dead.
Coldflame was exiled from his clan. Some cats say he joined a new clan to be with his mate.
A tabby she-cat was found in the centre of the camp clearing, surrounded by the remnants of an abandoned clan.