The sky only contained the smallest hint of the sun left, as twilight drew to a close, moons after Moonpaw's confession to Rootpaw. Moonpaw was now Moonflower; Rootpaw was Rootfur. Their bodies lay pressed against each other in the small den where they had had their first meeting. Tails entwined, the last rays of the sunset danced on their pelts, and lit up their eyes. Their soft murmuring could just be heard above the sounds of the coming night time. They conversed quietly about nothing in particular, merely enjoying each other's company.

"Rootfur.. I have to tell you something," mewed Moonflower urgently. "It's important. And you need to know. I-" An accusing snarl cut her off.

"Moonflower, I knew it! This warrior's from WindClan! You- You love him don't you!" Both Moonflower and Rootfur leapt from the ground and darted out from the den to see who was there. A small gasp escaped Moonflower's lips. Ripplepelt, a warrior from RiverClan was standing there, his amber eyes blazing in fury- and hurt.

Although Moonflower constantly tried to avoid him, Ripplepelt always found a way to 'accidentally' cross her path. His love for her was painfully obvious, and she felt bad that she had to keep breaking his heart. Maybe after seeing her with Rootfur, she thought, he would finally realize that don't love him.

The fur on Ripplepelt's neck was bristling, and he hissed menacingly before jumping towards Moonflower, his claws unsheathed. She wasn't at all prepared, but luckily, Rootfur was. He leapt in front of her, shielding her with his body, but getting a couple clumps of fur ripped from his skin. He turned on Ripplepelt, and pinned him to the ground, resisting the urge to dig his claws through his flesh.

The whole time Moonflower stood ridgid with shook and disbelief. How could he attack her? Her beautiful blue eyes were now narrowed in hurt and anger at the pathetic warrior at her feet. She didn't flinch when he hissed at her, baring his teeth.

"How could you." That was the only thing Moonflower could bring herself to say. She pricked her ears, hearing the familiar mews of a patrol of RiverClan warriors arriving. She watched as their eyes glanced back and forth between the three cats, confused.

"I better go.." muttered Rootfur, letting Ripplepelt get to his feet. He gave Moonflower one last longing glance before trotting off into WindClan territory. Moonflower's gaze never left his tabby pelt until it disappeared in the hills. Then she faced her Clan members. Their accusing glares never left her as they made their way back to RiverClan camp.