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It had been four sunrises since Crowfeather had been forced to become prisoner in the camp. Lionblaze had to guard him regularly along with Spiderleg, Thunderfang, Stormfur and Poppyfrost. Lionblaze had guarded him throughout the night, and his shift would end once Poppyfrost woke up.

At the moment dawn was breaking, the golden sun rising above the trees. It created a verity of colors, ranging from pink to orange to purple. The streaked the early morning sky, making it a beautiful sight.

Lionblaze sighed, taking in the moment. He had a wonderful view, since he was near the top of the camp, a few fox lengths between the nursery and leader's den.

I wish everyday was this pretty, he sighed to himself, this relaxing and peaceful. So untroubled and calm…if only…

"Hey," A voice behind the golden tom whispered, "Lionblaze, can I ask you something?" Lionblaze turned his head to see Crowfeather in the mouth of his cave, sitting. A mild anger flashed inside of Lionblaze. He was still mad about what had happened four days ago.

The dark grey tom didn't look hostile, as he had in the past few days. The first day that he was locked up he tried to escape. Thunderfang had been on watch at the time, and Crowfeather had been roughly wrestled down by the larger tom. Lionblaze was coming up to relieve Thunderfang when it happened. Crowfeather didn't give up until Thunderfang had said something in Crowfeather's ear, causing him to stop. Only Lionblaze had witnessed the scene, since it happened early in morning.

Is he going to attack me like he did Thunderfang? Lionblaze asked himself, I mean, I know I can beat him but that last time…
Flashback:

Hollyleaf and I were running, agile and quick. We left everyone else behind us, making ground fast. Crowfeather's scent got stronger, and we knew what our goal was.

I saw the dark grey pelt and I ran faster, putting my head down. I see my opportunity when he turns to avoid some brambles. I lung, head-butting into my father's side. He goes into the brambles, and Hollyleaf stop running, and we stare at what I've just done.

"Don't forget that we have Windclan speed father," Hollyleaf said, too calmly for my liking. I was mad. I could feel my anger boil inside of me and burst.

"Shut up Hollyleaf," I snarl at her, "Just shut up." It was about time she was told that, if you ask me. She looked hurt, but she would get over. She's cost me greater pain.

"Lionblaze-" I growl again, and she is quiet. I go up to where Crowfeather is shaking his head, trying to clear the stars that I put into him.

"You are a low-living, fox-dung for brain tom!" I spat at my father, "Don't you even care about us? We just lost our mother for StarClan's sake! Other cats have lost their mates, why should you be any different? Pull your self together." This time Crowfeather growled at me, and I was suddenly on the ground. Crowfeather was pinning me down, and I couldn't get him off of me. Not like that I didn't want him to or that I wasn't strong enough, I knew I was strong enough. Like some force was pushing me down, I couldn't get him off of me!

"I am so different than any other who's lost their mate. I've lost my soul. And you can't live without a soul, so let me die." He pushed down on me again before he leaped off, and I was free. I stood and just watched him go, my anger bubbling still.

Let him die, I had thought, see if I care.

End Flashback.

I'm not sure…

"Look, Lionblaze, those things that I said to you…I didn't mean them…too much…" Crowfeather looked awkward, not feeling comfortable around his son. Lionblaze at least tried to make his father feel a bit better,

"No it was my fault," He said dismissively, "Now, what do you want?"

Crowfeather shuffled his feet nervously, like a kit would if they were in trouble, "Well, I want you to deliver a message to Windclan for me. Tell them that Leafpool is dead."

"What?" Lionblaze said, laughing now, "Are you serious?" Crowfeather looked a bit hurt, and Lionblaze stopped laughing.

Does everyone hate me now? He wondered, shaking his head.

"Sorry, it's just," He chuckled despite himself, "Everyone over there hates me."
"Not everyone," Crowfeather whispered so quietly that Lionblaze's ears strained to hear it, "Not Heathertail…"

"Are you blind?" Lionblaze laughed, "She completely hates my guts." Thanks to you Hollyleaf…Lionblaze was still enraged with his sister, though he didn't let it show. No warrior lets his true emotions shine through, "Besides, I like Cinderheart."

"Like," Crowfeather questioned, "Or love? Are you just using her to protect your loyalty?" Lionblaze looked up at Crowfeather, angry again. How dare he? I…I think that I love Cinderheart…but what about Heathertail? She's a lost hope.

"What would you know about it?" He asked, looking down at his paws. This time it was Crowfeather's turn to laugh at me,

"What do I know?" He asked, "Everything. Why do you think that I took mate with Nightcloud?" Lionblaze looked up when he heard the dead she-cat's name, "So cats would trust me. You wanted cats to trust you even more before bad things happened, didn't you? So you took mate with Cinderheart, huh? Do you love her?"

"I li-" Lionblaze was cut off by Crowfeather's angry snarl,

"Do you love her?" He growled, "It's a yes or no question, so answer me kit." Lionblaze's temper flared. He wasn't a kit.

He's right though, Lionblaze sighed, Even without Hollyleaf, I would have done what Crowfeather did. I don't want that…I don't want Heathertail to be unhappy…

"No," Lionblaze said quietly, "I don't love her." Crowfeather nodded approvingly,

"Now, how do you love?" He asked, moving closer to Lionblaze. The golden tom didn't notice much anyways, for he was looking at his paws again.

"Heathertail," Lionblaze said even quieter, "I love her."

"This makes things easier then," Crowfeather said, "Wait by the border and find Heathertail. Tell her my message, then preach your love to her. I did that to your mother after I saved her from falling," his eyes were dazed now, "And she felt the same way…" Crowfeather snapped his head up and looked past Lionblaze, "Now, go away," He spat, and Lionblaze looked over to where his father had. Poppyfrost was coming up towards him, and Lionblaze understood. Keeping his cover, no doubt.

"Hey there," Poppyfrost said, yawning, "What's got ants in his pelt?"

"I've no idea," Lionblaze said simply, "But give him a break. It must be hard for him, you know?"

"Yeah," Poppyfrost said, taking her place to guard Crowfeather, "I would die without Foxfury now." Lionblaze cocked his head to the side. Poppyfrost and Foxfury? Oh, well…

"I'm going out into the forest," Lionblaze said, standing, "I've got something to do,"

"Sure, sure," Poppyfrost said, yawning again, "Go ahead."

Lionblaze ran down towards the camp entrance, waving his tail to Birchfall as he left. The brown tom was on guard, and he just waved back.

"See ya," Birchfall called, and Lionblaze just flicked his tail again. He made his way towards the Windclan border, running as quickly as possible. He arrived in no time flat, and he lay on a boulder by the stream, pretending to sun himself. He kept one eye partially open, watching for a Windclan cat.

He sat there for a while, and he heard the dawn patrol passing by. He pretended to be asleep while Thunderfang, Cloudtail, Sorreltail and Rosepaw walked by. They called to him, but Thunderfang told them to be quiet.

As soon as they left Lionblaze opened one of his eyes again, and he saw a pretty brown she-cat in front of him.

It wasn't Heathertail, but a she-cat the Lionblaze had never seen before. She was thin and wiry looking, like all Windclan cats. She looked pretty young, maybe about Sorreltail's age. But this one was different. She didn't smell strongly of Windclan, like they should.

"Who are you?" Lionblaze blurted out, lifting his head slightly, "And what do you want?"

The she-cat laughed, "I should be asking why you are pretending to sleep, facing my territory, with one eye open? Spying are we?" She giggled again, and Lionblaze cocked his head to the side again. Who was this she-cat? She was weird.

"I need to give a message to someone," He said, "From Crowfeather." He added, hoping it would mean something to the she-cat. Her eyes brightened and she nodded,

"I've heard a lot about him. Who might you be?" She asked, tilting her like Lionblaze. Lionblaze got even more annoyed, but he told her,

"I am Lionblaze, Crowfeather's son. He wanted me to tell Heathertail something." The brown she-cat nodded hastily,

"Oh, now I get it. You are Breezepelt's half-brother aren't you? He and Heathertail are mates, don't you know? Very nice together, yes." She's insane, Lionblaze decided, wait. What did she say? Mates? "Now, if you need Heathertail, I'll go get her. She was on the dawn patrol, and they just got back into camp. Wait here," She turned to leave, but stopped, "By the way, my name is Windfrost." She ran off then, leaving Lionblaze confused.

Wow. Was all he could think. Windfrost, huh? Never heard of her…that's strange…Windfrost…Riverflame…Shadowstreak…Thunderfang…weird…

"Hey, who's there?" Lionblaze snapped out of his thoughts, looking down to see Heathertail come out of the bushes. She saw Lionblaze and sighed, "Oh, it's only you." She sat at the edge of the stream, looking angry.

"Heathertail," Lionblaze said, jumping down from the rock, taking a place across the stream, "I have a message for you. It's from Crowfeather."

Heathertail's eyes narrowed, "What makes you think I want to hear it, let alone from you?" Lionblaze eyes narrowed, but not for the same reason.

"Is that what you think Heathertail? Really? Did you know that Leafpool died four sunrises ago?" Heathertail's eyes widened in shock. Lionblaze felt a bit better now that he got the message out, but Heathertail's face shook him a bit.

"She- she's dead?" Heathertail's voice went with her face. Completely shocked, "How?"

"The dog pack attacked, some in the forest, some at our camp. She died protecting the nursery. Many kits would have died without her. She got internal bleeding, and died the next day. Two other cats were injured, but are fine now." Birchfall and Hazeltail had been fine within two days in fact. Hazeltail still was 'hurt', but it was obvious to Hollyleaf and Lionblaze what the real thing was. Jayfeather.

"Oh my Starclan," She whispered, "I can't believe it…and Crowfeather? How is he?"

Lionblaze shuffled his feet uncomfortably, "He…he tried to drown himself. Stormfur saved him…he's guarded in the camp now…"

"He…WHAT?" Heathertail yowled, "That idiot! But still…with losing Nightcloud and then Leafpool, I can imagine the pain." The mention of Nightcloud brought Lionblaze back to what he was going to do.

"Heathertail," He said, and she looked up at him with pained eyes, "I wanted to talk to you too…about us…"

Anger flared in her eyes, "There is no 'us'. I've seen you with Cinderheart. And I'm mates with Breezepelt." Lionblaze pushed down his own anger and sorrow and kept calm.

"Yes there is an 'us', Heathertail," Lionblaze said, as calmly as possible, "Please dig deep and feel it. Break free from this spell put on you," He was begging now, "Please Heathertail…please try to find the love we once had…" Heathertail's eyes closed, her forehead creasing in thought. She may have been trying, but Lionblaze could never know.

She opened her eyes, opening her mouth, but she stopped, looking past Lionblaze. He looked behind himself and he could smell it.

Dog.

"Heathertail," Lionblaze growled, "Get out of here."

"Don't tell me what to do," She snarled back, jumping across the stream with one graceful leap, "I will fight with you." As she spoke, another dog came up beside the first one. Then a third came up on the other side.

The dog in the middle was huge. It was red, with short fur. It snarled at Lionblaze,

"Fox will kill cat this time," It growled, and Lionblaze hissed in response. This was the leader dog. He felt Heathertail shrink into his side, scared of the three wild dogs in front of them. She forced herself to stand tall though, and she hissed too.

"You wish," She growled, leaping at the black one on the left. Lionblaze jumped on the red one, aiming for its eyes. He landed on its face, right on his target. The third dog grabbed him by the scruff and threw him. Lionblaze rebounded on the tree he was thrown at and lunged at the dog who had thrown him. He found a paw on his chest suddenly, and he was pinned to the ground. The dog stared at him, making a laughing sound. Lionblaze rolled his head around to see Heathertail struggling on the ground also. The dog brought its fangs down her throat and Heathertail's eyes widened. They were glowing almost, realization in them. Lionblaze felt his heart soften for a moment, she had remembered.

"For us," She whispered, and her eyes closed. She was going.

"NO!!" Lionblaze yowled, Not now! His life was empty. He understood Crowfeather now.

Anger, no, rage filled Lionblaze. He broke free from the massive dog's paws, and he lunged at the dog that was killing Heathertail. He ripped at its throat, slashing it and tearing. The dog dropped, bleeding heavily. Its breathing was shallow, and Lionblaze let go. The dog's life slipped away quickly, and he turned to the other two. The other black dog had run off, but the giant red one was still there. He growled,

"Fox will get you," It said brokenly, "Then die you will." It turned tail ran, leaving Lionblaze in his rage.

The golden tom stood there, taking in what had happened. He ran over to Heathertail, nudging her fur. She didn't react to his touch. Lionblaze felt horror fill up inside him and he couldn't take it, he tilted his head back and screamed. He just cried out, a pitiful caterwaul. If filled the morning air, desperate and weak. He cried until his voice couldn't any longer, and he lowered his head. He stood there, shaking. Shivers racked his body, only to increase when he remembered how she had just realized his love right before her death. His legs wobbled, threatening to fall over.

"Lionblaze!" Lionblaze turned when he heard his name being called. He saw his apprentice Toadpaw running towards him, "What happened-" He cut off when he saw the dead she-cat and dog. Lionblaze guessed that he didn't look to good either. Blood was splattered on his fur and he had a deep gash on his side. Lionblaze's eyes were filled with pain too, no doubt. He didn't want his apprentice to see his weakness, so Lionblaze turned away, hanging his head.

Voices appeared quickly, rushed and worried. Many of them gasped when they saw the gruesome sight in front of them. Lionblaze's legs were still shaking, and he felt a nose poke into his side. Lionblaze winced at the touch. It felt so distant, far away. There was pain, but nothing compared to his heart.

"Lionblaze, what happened?" Lionblaze heard Thornclaw's voice, but it too seemed distant.

"She's dead," He whispered, "She's gone." He saw the ground get closer and he felt his side slam into the ground. Again it stung, but he ignored it. More cats gathered around him, all of them blubbering.

"Is he alright?" Stormfur's voice asked,

"I think so," Jayfeather's answered, "Just shaken up badly,"

"Look- who's that?" Toadpaw again.

"That's Heathertail," Squirrelflight told him, and Lionblaze raised his head when he heard Heathertail's name.

"Heathertail-" He choked, "She's…oh she's gone! Dead!"

"What is he talking about?" Thornclaw asked, "Does he know this she-cat?"

"I think so," Jayfeather said, his voice uneasy, "You know, gatherings and such." He cleared his voice, "We need to move him-"

"NO!" Lionblaze roared, getting uneasily to his feet. He stumbled over to Heathertail, crashing back down, his nose in her fur, "I won't leave her," He mumbled through her fur, trying his best to ignore the others. He felt Thornclaw try to get him off the Windclan she-cat, but Lionblaze stayed put.

"What happened?" Lionblaze heard Thunderfang's voice, and the thundering of footsteps. They stopped abruptly, and Lionblaze guessed that he had just arrived. "I-I got here too late," He said, and he sounded confused, "How could I have been too late?"

"Lionblaze," Stormfur said, nudging Lionblaze's side, "We need to go now, there's nothing you can do. She's dead-"

"SHUT UP!" Lionblaze roared, "Everyone just shut up!" Lionblaze couldn't take it any longer. He stood again, not shaking this time. His eyes were blazing with anger and depression.

"You don't understand," He snarled at Stormfur, "What it's like," Stormfur stepped up to the golden tom, nose to nose,

"Don't I?" He challenged, "I've lost someone too you know." Lionblaze growled but turned away. His tail was slashing back and forth, anger getting the better of him. There was silence, and Lionblaze couldn't take it.

"I've seen you with Squirrelflight. You're fine." He whispered, turning tail and running. He didn't care where. He just ran, wanting to get away.

"Lionblaze, come back!" Thunderfang's voice boomed out, but Lionblaze ignored him. Other cries told him to stop, but he didn't slow.

Leave me alone.

He heard footsteps following him, but he didn't care. He wanted to be alone, to wallow in self-pity. It was a sad thing for a warrior to do, but he hardly could call himself a warrior now. He had let a cat die, an important cat at that. To him at least, she was important.

"Lionblaze!" It was Toadpaw this time. The black and white warrior was gaining on him.

I didn't know he was this fast, Lionblaze almost screamed at himself as he felt Toadpaw's steps closer, Oh, great…
Lionblaze had an idea suddenly. He turned sharply, and raced up a tree. His claws stung from digging into the wood so sharply and quickly, but he ignored them. He looked down and saw Toadpaw looking back and forth beneath him. He sniffed the air and looked up, seeing Lionblaze.

"Lionblaze, please come down here," His apprentice begged, "Being up there will do you no good, I can climb too," He proved his point by raking his claws along the bark of the tree, showing how they would stick. Lionblaze snorted,

"Ah, but can you do this?" Lionblaze edged out onto the end of a tree branch that hung about a fox-length away from a different tree. He jumped, landing on the other branch. He quickly crossed over to another branch and launched himself again. It was dangerous, but part of Lionblaze's plan.

Toadpaw followed him eagerly, "Lionblaze, you'll hurt yourself!"

"I don't care if I do," Lionblaze said dismissively, "Now, go away brat!" He yowled.

Toadpaw froze, looking hurt, "If that's what you think," He said softly, "Then I'll go." Toadpaw turned and walked away, towards camp. Lionblaze opened his mouth to say something, but he forced himself to be quiet. This was not time for soppy apologies.

I didn't mean it like that…I hope he doesn't hate me…my own apprentice…

Lionblaze leaped to the next branch, but paused. The wind had shifted, and Lionblaze smelled something. It was a familiar scent, strong and close.

Crowfeather? Lionblaze asked himself, It can't be…

"Ow," Lionblaze heard suddenly, "Stupid brambles," Lionblaze looked down to see his father walking beneath him. He had just gone through a patch of brambles and he was pulling a thorn out of his pad.

What's he doing out of the camp? Is he allowed? Hmm…

"Where's that forsaken tree?" He muttered to himself, looking around. He turned left, and Lionblaze waited for his moment. When Crowfeather was far enough away, Lionblaze leaped from the tree lightly.

Might as well see where he's going, Lionblaze decided, I've got nothing better to do really.

Lionblaze picked up Crowfeather's scent and followed him. The grey tom was wandering aimless it seemed until Lionblaze saw the tom up in a tree. He was looking at something, and Lionblaze went up to the tree,

"Crowfeather! What are you doing?" Crowfeather let out a shocked sound when he looked down at Lionblaze. He winced when he saw the blood-covered golden tom,

"What happened to you?" He blurted out, "You look like a dog found you."

Lionblaze snorted, "Three actually." He said wistfully, "And I killed the one that," his voice got quieter as he remembered, "…That killed Heathertail…"

He looked back up at Crowfeather, whose face was covered in shock,

"Heathertail is dead?" he whispered, "But how?"

"I was telling her your message when they came," Lionblaze told him sadly, "I tried to save her, but it was too late. She was dead."

Crowfeather closed his eyes, a shiver running down his spine.

"This isn't how I planned it…oh Starclan what now?" His eyes were still closed and he was shaking his head back and forth. The words he murmured were almost inaudible and Lionblaze stood there too, in too much pain to say anything.

Oh Heathertail…

"Lionblaze," Crowfeather said suddenly, "What do you want more than anything?"

Lionblaze looked up at his father, "Heathertail." He whispered, and Crowfeather waved his tail towards himself,

"Then get up here," Lionblaze was confused, but he did as he was told. He clawed his way up the tree, and saw what Crowfeather had been looking at.

It was a small pool, filled with stars. Lionblaze had never seen anything like it before, and he went to sniff it.

"Be careful," Crowfeather whispered, "Don't fall in. Now, listen to me," Lionblaze looked up and his amber eyes met Crowfeather's blue ones, "This is very important. I want you to drink this water, and it'll take you to where you need to be," Lionblaze opened his mouth to ask what Crowfeather what he meant but he hissed, "Just do it," He said, and Lionblaze looked down at the Pool, unsure of what he should do.

"Look," Crowfeather said angrily, "I'm giving up a lot to let you do this, so just do it!"

Lionblaze hesitated, then slowly went down and lapped up some of the water. He immediately felt light and weightless, like a cloud. But then darkness surrounded him, and he spun around,

"Crowfeather," He cried, "What is this? What's happen-" Lionblaze cut off, pressure on his chest. The darkness went away, but was replaced with a giant black dog pinning his chest down. The forest was back around him, and he turned to the side.

Heathertail was pinned down too, and the dog was rearing back its head to snap back down onto Heathertail's throat.

What in the name of Starclan just happened? Lionblaze yelled in his head, Am I…have I gone back in time?!

The dog was bringing its head down and Lionblaze knew what he had to do. He summoned all of his strength and he pushed the dog's paw off of his chest and he lunged for the other dog's face. He gripped on and dug his claws into the brute's face. It howled in fury and in pain, and it turned to the nearest tree and started to bang Lionblaze against the tree.

Lionblaze screeched in pain as he hit the tree, over and over again. He felt light headed and dizzy.

Am I going to make it? He wondered, But is Heathertail okay?

The dog gave up on hitting Lionblaze on the tree and it shook its face back and forth, trying to shake Lionblaze off. Blood spilled freely from the dog's head and its attempts to shake off Lionblaze slowed. The golden tom looked over to see if Heathertail was okay and he saw her on her feet, looking at the gruesome sight in front of her. The other two dogs were watching also, shocked with fear.

The black dog stopped all motion suddenly, and it fell back dead. Lionblaze cried out when it fell on him, its massive weight crushing him. He could hear the growling of the dogs, and he struggled to get free. Heathertail hissed defensively, and she was backing away. The dogs followed her movements, and Lionblaze struggled harder to get out from underneath the dog.

"Lionblaze," She whispered desperately, "Help."

"Heathertail," He grunted, "Hold on!" He shoved his legs out and saw his moment to escape. He scooted out from beneath the dog quickly, and it fell to the ground. Lionblaze stood shakily, closing his eyes as he shook his head back and forth, clearing the stars that the weight had put in his head.

He opened his eyes to see that the large ginger dog was getting closer to Heathertail, bearing its teeth. She shrunk back, and her foot fell into the freezing water, taking her body with it. She struggled to regain her footing, and the dog saw its chance. It lunged for her, teeth and claws ready.

"No you don't!" A voice cried, and a blur of brown was on the dog. It barked loudly and fell into the river, barely missing Heathertail. Lionblaze raced over to her and grabbed her scruff, pulling her out of the water. She didn't thank Lionblaze though; she turned to the rushing river. The dog or the brown blur was no where to be seen, and Heathertail looked around franticly,

"Windfrost!" She cried, "Windfrost where are you?" Lionblaze looked around and saw a stumbling shape making its way up from the stream.

"There she is!" Lionblaze said, "Over there!"

Heathertail wasted no time running over to the she-cat. Lionblaze guessed that they had become friends over time; by the way that Heathertail was franticly worrying over Windfrost.

"Are you okay?" Heathertail asked, and Windfrost only gave a horrible sounding cough,

"I don't think so," She said, coughing again. Blood came out of her mouth, and Lionblaze saw a gash on her neck. It was deep, he could already tell.

"What's that on your neck?" Heathertail asked, noticing it too. She licked it softly, and Windfrost winced.

"When I was drowning the dog…it bit me…" She whispered, her breathing getting heavier, "But it's dead…the leader…is dead…" She fell to the ground, her breathing getting faster, "And I think…my time…has come…" She closed her eyes, but her breathing didn't stop. Yet.

"Hang in there Windfrost," Heathertail begged, "We'll get you to Kestrelthroat. Or Jayfeather even." She looked up desperately at Lionblaze who just shrugged. He was no medicine cat.

"It's alright," Windfrost sighed, coughing again, "I've done my job here," She let out a sigh, letting her last breath go. Her chest stopped its rapid breathing, and she looked peaceful now.

"Windfrost, wake up," Heathertail whimpered, "Wake up, please," Her whimpers turned to cries, "Please, just wake up!"

Lionblaze rested his head on her shoulder, "I'm sorry Heathertail, she's gone." But you're not. He reminded her to himself, But you don't need to know that.

"I know," Heathertail whispered, "But I wish she wasn't. I've been so lonely lately…she was a great friend…"

"I thought you had Breezepelt," Lionblaze whispered back, "Windfrost told me you two were mates."

Heathertail looked up at Lionblaze, "I don't know what I was thinking," She said to him. Her eyes held an emotion he hadn't seen from her in so long. Love, for him, "He's so unkind to everyone about me. He didn't let anyone near me for so long…I missed you a bit." She admitted, "I don't know what came over me that day, but I regret it so much."

"I know," Lionblaze whispered, "I know…"

"But Lionblaze," She whispered, "There's a…well a problem I haven't told you about…"

"What's that?" He asked, looking down at Heathertail. Her eyes went down to her paws, and she muttered,

"I'm having Breezepelt's kits," She whispered softly, "I don't want to but I am."

Lionblaze just stood there for a second. Heathertail is…I…she…oh….Lionblaze's thoughts were a jumble. He couldn't think straight.

"That's okay," He said, "I understand. I've been taking comfort with Cinderheart while you were gone," He whispered, "But I never loved her. How could I?"

Heathertail nodded to herself slowly, "I guess you are right," She said, backing away, "Now, I need to get home." She looked up at the sky. It was only Sunhigh, but it felt like dusk. Lionblaze was worn out entirely.

"Me too," Lionblaze said, "Do you need help getting Windfrost back to your camp?" Heathertail shook her head,

"She's not heavy," She said, and she grabbed her by the scruff. The pretty brown she-cat started to drag Windfrost across towards the stream but Lionblaze couldn't help but go over to help. He pulled Windfrost across the river with Heathertail and he turned to leave when Heathertail stopped him,

"Wait," She said, setting Windfrost down. She walked up to Lionblaze and she licked his cheek, "I love you," She murmured. Lionblaze let out a purr and he licked her back,

"I love you too," He said, pulling away. He bounded across the river and started to make his way back to the camp.

He hadn't gone far when a familiar scent hit his nose. Warily he forced himself to continue on as Cinderheart bounded up to him, her eyes excited.

"What happened to you?" she asked, shocked by his appearance. Lionblaze guessed that he was still covered in blood and was a mess. He shrugged his shoulders heavily,
"Let's just say that the leader of the dog pack is down for the count," He grunted, and Cinderheart came up closer to him and licked his cheek where Heathertail had just moments ago. It didn't feel the same. It was awkward and different, uncomfortable.

"That's amazing!" She purred, "I knew that you were so strong! Your kits will be just as strong!"

"Wait, what?" Lionblaze asked, confused, "What do you mean?"

Cinderheart looked like she was going to burst out of her fur, "I'm having your kits!" She exclaimed, and Lionblaze internally groaned,

Oh, Starclan, no.

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Crowfeather quickly made his way through the forest. They would catch him quickly.

I don't know why I remember this, he thought, or why I'm doing this, but Starclan approve of my actions.

The dark tom looked around and saw what he was looking for. A twisted old tree with a deep center. He was there.

"Finally," He whispered, climbing up the tree. He saw the Starlit Pool and all its glory. He sighed and looked up at the stars,

Who knows what good could have come from this, he sighed, but I know that this needs to be done.

Crowfeather took a deep breath, and stepped into the pool. Almost immediately the water soaked up into his fur. He laid down in it and it soaked up even more. He stood and saw that it was empty, and he closed his eyes.

"I knew you would do the right thing," A voice whispered, "I always knew that you would." Crowfeather sighed as Leafpool left his ear, and he looked up into the cloudy sky.

Snow had started to fall, and it started to fill the place where the pool had once been. Crowfeather jumped out of the tree, and walked away.

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