You're one of the older cats in your clan of cats. You're not quite one of the elders yet, but you're not a warrior anymore due to the fact that one of your front legs got badly hurt due to a dog attack and you cant really fight or hunt anymore. This means that you're mostly considered one of the elders and mostly stick around at the camp with them and the kits.

Everyone in the clan cares about you, but there's this one warrior that mostly cares for you, Aster, a large grey cat who's quite a few moons younger then you, he helped you clean yourself and get the clits out of your fur, always brought you your favorite prey after hunting and often accompanied you when you went out into the woods. You never understood why he seemed to want to be around you so much, but you didnt mind, you enjoyed the company and so did he as it seemed.

One night as you were sleeping in your nest, which was seperated from the others, you suddenly heared someone enter and felt fur against your own. It was Aster, he had enetered and had now curled up against you. You were about to go back to sleep when you noticed something was of... Aster's breathing was heavy and he felt very warm... Aster didnt feel good and it seemed that you were the only one he trusted to be around in the state he's in, he trusted you to take care of him.