"Hey, Leopardfur! Silverstream's expectig kits!" Whiteclaw bounced up to her, his fluffy tail waving with excitement. "That's great!" Leopardfur purred, but when she met the queen's light blue eyes, she looked away almost guiltily. "All right, Whiteclaw. Go lead a hunting patrol to find for your mate, then. Take Grasswhisker, Beetlenose and Vixenleap with you. Your kin will be delighted to hear this!" mewed Leopardfur, giving her adopted son a lick on his cheek.
Once he had one, Leopardfur turned to face Silverstream. "This is all a lie, isn't it?" she challenged the silver tabby she-cat angrily. Dropping her gaze, Silverstream blurted out, "I'm sorry, Leopardfur! I'm in love with someone else, so when Whiteclaw asked me to be his mate, I just accepted his proposal so that I could pretend. And no, these aren't his kits, either, I've never really loved Whiteclaw, I only saw him as a good friend, nothing more! Oh StarClan, I've gotten myself into so much trouble!" she wailed.
Shivering with controlled fury, Leopardfur hissed through clenched teeth, "So you lied? To not just Whiteclaw, but the whole Clan? Well, after all that, at least tell me who's the real father!"
Taking a deep breath, Silverstream confessed, "It's Graystripe of Thunderclan."
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Leopardstar's Regret
FanfictionFor those who read Leopardstar's Honour, you will know what I'm talking about. All credits to Erin Hunter!
