it had been 8 moons since Whitetail had died. Onestar was devastated, as was his daughter Heathertail.

You’d seen him moping about the lake, watching the water. As leader of (insert clan)clan, you had to be loyal but you were worried for him. So you approached him each time you found him out gazing at the horizon. After a while you two fell in love. This was extremely secretive because it was between leaders, and broke the warrior code.

Today, you were crouched in a bush, tail flicking as you awaited his arrival. You two always met up at the border of Windclan and (insert clan)clan, far from the camps. You heard him approach and crept quietly towards him. Seems the lean brown Tom hadn’t notice you…