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This is like an alternate discovery of Graystripe's relationship with Silverstream.
I Can't!
Large silver paws padded quietly on the ground as the tom carried himself through the forest. A large patrol followed him, eyes narrowed into tiny slits. Their claws clicked against pebbles as they neared the river.
"RiverClan!" the silver tom yelled strongly, voice carried far across the other side of the raging waters. "The time has come for us to take back Sunningrocks!" A tom behind him yowled in approval, and the she-cat next to him lifted her head high.
An oddly spotted golden she-cat crawled out from the reeds on the other side, flanked by several warriors. "Good to see you, ThunderClan." She paused and flicked her tail. "Oh, and by the way, no. You will never get Sunningrocks again!" The cats behind her launched into the river, coming at ThunderClan with vicious speed.
"Let them come over here. We'll push them into the undergrowth," he hissed. The flame-colored tom, Fireheart, nodded and unsheathed his claws. Dustpelt and Sandstorm glared ferociously at the RiverClan warriors.
Graystripe launched into battle, raking his claws down the nearest warrior's pelt. A stone-gray face turned and spat at him, and he recognized the deputy, Stonefur. He felt teeth sink into his ear and aimed for Stonefur's throat.
A panicked cry came from behind him. "Help! Someone!" Graystripe raked his claws down Stonefur's pelt one more time, and then turned to the cat that cried out. To his horror, Dustpelt was pinning Silverstream down to the ground. With a hiss, Graystripe dashed over to them and pushed Dustpelt off the RiverClan she-cat.
It was quiet.
The gray tom looked up to see that Fireheart was staring at him in dismay, and several ThunderClan cats were glaring at him. Graystripe swallowed and his heart thundered in his chest.
"Kill her, Graystripe!" Mousefur, who apparently did not know what was going on, hissed. "Kill her now!"
He looked down at Silverstream, who was looking at him in terror. He raised a claw, very slowly, while keeping his gaze on her. Claws slid out of his paw and he stared at his Clanmates.
The claws slid back in, and ThunderClan and RiverClan gasped.
"I can't," Graystripe sighed. "I love her."
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