I do not own the Warriors, except for this story.

This takes place about a moon after the Last Hope and is centered around Leafpool and Crowfeather, and their kits. I hope you enjoy it.

A lean cat bent over a pretty, light brown tabby she-cat. Her paws and chest shone white in the dark; her amber eyes glowed at the tom beside her. "I am glad you're here. I would be so scared without you." She mewed to the dark gray tom.

"I'll always look after you." He pressed his nose into the tabby's fur. The two young cats crouched together in the dark, happiness engulfed them.

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The pretty tabby she-cat was standing in a stream; the dark gray tom was next to her. Two black cats were on one side of the stream, several more on the opposite side. The tom had his head close to the tabby's ear.

"You have chosen your Clan, remember." His blue eyes were full of sorrow.

"But it doesn't mean I didn't love you, Crowfeather." Agony pierced her voice. Crowfeather shuffled his paws; he couldn't bare her amber glare.

"Maybe, but it wasn't enough.", he mewed sadly.

The tom thought back to the time when Leafpool had said goodbye to him so many moons ago. They had abandoned their Clans to be together, but when badgers attacked Leafpool's Clan they had decided to go back to help them. During the attack, Leafpool's mentor Cinderpelt, the Clan's medicine cat, had died and the tabby she-cat went back to serve her Clan. Crowfeather had been heart broken. Their love had been difficult right from the beginning; two cats from different Clans, one of them being a medicine cat who were forbidden from taking mates. But he had always hoped they could make it work. He loved Leafpool more than any other cat. When they ran away together, Crowfeather had believed Leafpool loved him just as much. Then she chose her Clan over him.

He bent down to touch her ear with his muzzle. Leafpool had stopped his two sons, Lionblaze and Breezepelt, from fighting each other. She had yelled at him for not stopping them himself. Leafpool had had his kits; but Crowfeather didn't know about them until a few moons ago when his daughter Hollyleaf revealed the truth. Crowfeather had tried to forget about the pretty tabby and taken Nightcloud as his mate, Breezepelt was their son. Now his life was more messed up than ever before. Crowfeather had his life in WindClan, but he couldn't get Leafpool and their ThunderClan kits out of his mind. They could have raised the kits together, if they had stayed together. He still loved Leafpool and by the sound of her voice she loved him, too. Perhaps she had never stopped loving him.

Nightcloud pulled him away from Leafpool, hissing angrily. Their moment was gone.

Hope you liked the teaser. Continues soon...