"Oh, StarClan, am I doing the right thing?" Squirrelflight wailed one dark, stormy night. She stayed in the hollow of the camp all night troubled by her thoughts of Stormfur.
"Are you all right?" Brambleclaw came out of the warrior's den.
"I'm fine!" Squirrelflight hissed.
Brambleclaw was taken aback. "Oh, I'm sorry, I'll just leave now."
"No, it's my fault I'm just having a rough time," Squirrelflight softened. Brambleclaw lay beside her and they fell asleep.
When Squirrelflight woke up she glanced around, confused. Then she realized she was in the middle of the camp. She sneaked out to go see Stormfur.
"Are you okay?" he asked when he saw her.
"Yes I'm fine, I slept in the camp hollow last night," Squirrelflight replied.
"Stormfur, can you please join our clan?" Squirrelflight pleaded.
"No, I can't do that. Graystripe isn't there anymore and I'm still loyal to RiverClan," Stormfur replied.
"No your not!" a voice sounded from behind them.
The two cats spun around. It was...