Two days have past and I've noticed Hickoryblaze growing more and more distant from me as well as the clan. I see him one minute and then he vanishes a second after. We don't share a nest anymore either and I feel my heart hurting. He said he wasn't "sleeping well." Whatever that means.

I haven't forgot about meeting Leopardsight. But something about it feels so wrong.. Tonight's the night I'm supposed to meet him anyways. I probably won't go.

Windclan has been more jumpy than usual, snarling at us if they ever see one of the border patrol refreshing the scent line.

"Brokenflight! You're supposed to go on the hunting patrol!" Snowbreeze called out, ripping away from my emotions and confused state.

"Coming!" I mewed and bounded forward from my nest through the leafless entrance of the warrior den.

Blossomdapple, Foxtooth, and Loudowl were on the patrol as well with Brackenleaf leading it.

"So Foxtooth and Blossomdapple go hunt by the Windclan border, also check and make sure they haven't crossed over onto our territory!" Mewed the older golden tom.

I sigh in relief as he doesn't pair me up with Blossomdapple.

"Loudowl and I will hunt in the middle of our territory, Brokenflight do you think you can make it by yourself hunting along the Shadowclan border?"

"Yes, I'm sure I'll be fine!" I reassured him.

"Okay let's head out! Be sure to bring back as much prey as you can!" He mewed sternly and padded through the icy bramble entrance.

I follow him and take a frosty path towards the Shadowclan border, it's sour stench slithered into my nostrils, almost blocking out the vole scent that had also reached my nose. I prick my ears and part my jaws to get a better taste of the musky scent.

I hear dry leaves crackling by an oak sapling and crouch down, pin pointing where it was shuffling in the leaves and vines. I check the air and feel myself tingle with excitement! The air was blowing towards me.

I creep forward silently, keeping my steps even and tail steady. The vole raised its head, it's beady black eyes inspecting its surroundings. I leap before it could catch sight of my dappled pelt and nip its neck, purring in triumph.

I quickly bury it and then slowly freeze as I hear voices whispering.

"We should leave the clans Hickoryblaze! Live our own life without their pointless rules!"

"I know Birdlight! I know! I just have to find the perfect opportunity to go unnoticed! Should we wait until your kits arrive? Just to be safe?"

'Kits?! How long has this been going on?'My heart thumps with rage and shame all at one time. I feel the urge to rip the two cats ears off.

'He doesn't love you,' whispered a voice in my head.