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No Way Back
We should never have fallen in love.
We did.
Oh well.
Many cats will look back and say, "Oh, that's Silverstream, the cat that died giving birth to a ThunderClanner's kits. She deserved that death."
You know how I look back on it? How Graystripe, Feathertail, and Stormfur look back on it?
"There's the brave she-cat that bled out her life giving birth to two beautiful kits from a wonderful warrior."
I love my Graystripe. I love Stormfur and Feathertail too. I even love Brook, for she is the cat Stormfur chose as his own. Even though our love was
much forbidden, I love all of them.
Do you remember how it started?
Splash!
What in StarClan's name was that sound? I padded toward the river, which is where I thought the splash came from. When I got to the river, I was
shocked to see a handsome grey tom struggling to keep his head up above the water and an orange tom watching him in fear.
I rolled my eyes. Stupid ThunderClan cats. Sighing, I jumped into the river and swam powerfully toward the tom. I saw the orange tom look at me in
amazement and felt suddenly powerful. I sank my teeth into the grey tom's neck fur and dragged him out of the water.
"You idiot!" I spat, flattening my ears. "What are you doing in my territory?"
"Drowning?" replied the grey tom.
I flicked my ears, amused by the sudden show of humor from the half-drowned tom. "Can't you drown yourself in your own territory?" I hissed playfully.
The tom's whiskers twitched. "Ah, but who would rescue me there?" he rasped.
There you have it. From that moment on, I loved him. We met each other every day, and though Firestar soon found us, we made him swear to
keep it a secret.
I died giving birth to our kits, but I do not regret falling in love with him.
For once your paws are set on the path of love, there is no way back.
Tadaaaaaaa!