Nightcloud looked up from her fresh-kill as Crowfeather sauntered into the camp. She felt her stomach churn when she remembered what she had seen.

        "Crowfeather?"

        "What is it?"

        He seemed uninterested in anything that Nightcloud had to say.

        "I need to talk to you in private," she mewed.

        Crowfeather twitched his tail in annoyance but replied, "Alright."

        Nightcloud's throat clenched. She knew what she would have to do to make him to see that she was meant to be his.

        Nightcloud walked out of the camp with Crowfeather close behind her.

        Once they were far enough from all of the other cats, Nightcloud stopped and hesitantly turned around to face Crowfeather.

        "Now what?" Crowfeather asked impatiently.

        "Listen," Nightcloud started carefully, "I know that you have been disloyal to the Clan."

        Crowfeather blinked in surprise, "I-I don't know what you're talking about."

        "I know that you are in love with Leafpool."