You were the only daughter of Crookedstar.

You had recently been seeing a Thunderclan warrior, Graystripe, and his best friend, the kittypet turn warrior had been trying to get you to stop.

You knew he was right... it wasn't safe.... but you couldn't help it. You loved him and you hadn't thought anything of it, convinced you had been keeping it well hidden.

Thunderclan and Riverclan were already not looking too good.... but what you had with Graystripe was worth it... or that's what you were saying right now.

You heard your father, the leader of Riverclan, calling you over to his den and you pranced right over there having no idea what he was going to say, thinking he was just checking in with you as he often did, there was no denying he loved and cared about you a lot.

Crookedstar looked quite annoyed, when you finally approached and that made your tail drop as he led you into his den.

"Have you been seeing a Thunderclan cat?" He asked, anger in his voice as he heightened himself above you...