If not for love, it will be for truth
Crowfeather didn't want to go home. What left did he have?
A nasty son? An arrogant mate?
No, he had nothing to life for but Leafpool.
She was the true reason for his existance. She alone was his will to live.
Now, he was thrown into something he had no control over.
A mysterious prophecy. A strange fox.
Crowfeather didn't pray to StarClan for answers.
Not after his faith for them was shaken by the prophecy.
StarClan may exist, but was it the same StarClan he had grown up learning about?
I had been sent to sun-down place to find a new home for WindClan. I had seen StarClan, but, was it really StarClan, or something else?
Little did Crowfeather know, Leafpool was also having thoughts of doubt.
All her life, she had been trained to become a medicine cat. She needed the faith in StarClan.
Now she was told StarClan has no power over her destiny?
"Well?" Crowfeather pondered out loud, "vole for your thought?"
"I'm beginning to think everything I've known is nothing but the tip of rabbit."
"I'm thinking the same thing." Crowfeather brushed his pelt against hers. Leafpool began to purr happily.
"I've also been thinking, if there's no StarClan, then there's no law against medicine cats mating," Crowfeather mewed. Leafpool only purred louder.
In the distance, the fox from before sat on a rock.
He smiled and chuckled to himself. "Well, well. Finally those two lovebirds make their nest. And fulfill the prophecy." He leaped off the rock and padded away.