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Not the same

I'm not the same cat that I was as an apprentice.

Oh, no. First, I was a lively little medicine cat apprentice—and I was vowing to always follow the warrior code, always be nice, you know—stuff like that.

Now, however, I have broken many, many rules, not only of the warrior code—don't believe me? Here—see for yourself:

First of all, you're not allowed to have friendships with cats from other Clans. That even goes double if you are a medicine cat. So—I broke that, by becoming just a little bit more than friends with Crowfeather.

Second of all, medicine cats, let me emphasize this, here, are not, are not, ARE NOT allowed to have kits!!!! And, even though I did keep it a secret that those were my kits; and Squirrelflight helped me, at least for around a year, or so, it came out.

The secret came out. Hollyleaf told it. I had to leave ThunderClan, because ThunderClan didn't want traitors, and I didn't want my home birth Clan to be harassed by tons, and absolutely tons, of angry cats. They already didn't like us—why should I give the other Clans even more reasons to hate us?!

But…. the part that hurts me, most of all, is…. Well, it's basically just what happened to me and Crowfeather. Crowfeather, well…. He hated me. He's not of the forgiving type, I get that, and he's sort of prickly; yet, he didn't just have to…. abandon me like that!!!! He abandoned me in my time of need!!!!

I can't believe that I caused, just, so much trouble for ThunderClan.

I'm not the same cat that I used to be.