Squirrelflight's Grief

Ok! I am a huge can of Squirrelflight, people call her annoying, but I see her as a fun, creative character! (Please know I do not want anyone to get upset.) Well, enuf about me! Let's get on with the story!

Prologue
Jessy creep threw the brambles to Bramblestar's den. Silently, she landed gracefully, and padded deeper into the den.

Jessy had spent here, as when Bramblestar loved her, she loved it here. Now, she hated it.

Squirrelflight, a pregnant queen, deputy, and Bramblestar's mate, curled around his slick dark tabby body, her belly rounded with her unborn kits.

Jessy bit back a cry. She loved Bramblestar! Now he had fallen for this cat. She let her claws come out, and raised her paw, then stopped. She could have a better revenge if she let these kits live-then kill them once they were older.

"Hello?" Jessy recognized this cat's meow, it was Lionblaze, who was Squirrelflight and Bramblestar's adopted son-well, one of them.

Jessy shrunk away from the pair, and hid in a hole-where she had slept when she was living in ThunderClan.

Then an evil thought came to Jessy's mind. She could join ThunderClan! I'm the morning anyway, then get to the kits that way.