A/N: I'm assuming you mean Cinderpelt when you say Cinder, anonymous reviewer (:
Runningnose would be furious at me for breaking the warrior code if he was still alive.
Which he wasn't.
But the point was, I'd committed a crime by falling in love.
And not just any cat, another medicine cat!
Barring that, she was from ThunderClan.
I was stirring up a lot of trouble for myself here...
I only ever got to talk to her at Gatherings or trips to Highstones. Though her crippled hind leg had ended her chances of being a warrior, she was a lively and talented medicine cat, even if StarClan had not foreseen that destiny for her in the first place. She was kind and compassionate, and her blue eyes sparkled with a warrior's spirit.
Yes, you could say I'm crazy…
I had heard, of course, about Graystripe and Silverstream, and how they had secretly met almost every night to keep their forbidden relationship a secret. Sure, they were from different Clans, too, but the rift separating me and Cinderpelt was a lot wider.
For example, not one, but both of us, were medicine cats.
Adding to that, we were from completely opposite Clans, ShadowClan and ThunderClan.
And of course, the most important:
She didn't love me back. Of course. She followed the code. She was loyal to her Clan and her Clan alone.
Did that make me a traitor?
When I curled up in my nest to sleep that night, alone in the medicine cat den in ShadowClan's camp, there was only one wish I thought of.
I bet you could guess what it was.
Well, Runningnose always did say I was delusional.
He was probably right.