In My Moment Squirrelflight-Lying to Brambleclaw

A dark ginger she-cat with green eyes stares at you directly, piercing and unafraid. "I love my sister," she tells you. "We share a bond deeper than blood. It’s something you can’t understand until you experience it yourself. She was always there for me, even when I was worlds away, even when the rest of my Clan thought I was dead, she was there, doing all she could."

So what else was I to do but reciprocate that when I discovered she was having Crowfeather’s kits?" the she-cat curled her tail and lifted her chin, remembering the moment. "When she first told me, I was actually happy. Two of the cats who are closest to me, were having kits. Then reality sunk it. Crowfeather was of another Clan, and Leafpool was a medicine cat. She and I both knew what would happen if anyone found out."

"For a moment, I pitied my sister. She was without a mate, and would be for the rest of her life. And now the one reason she came back to the Clan would be swiped away from her."

"In the next moment, I envied her," the she-cat's long claws sunk into the damp earth, pulling it up and she started to knead it unconsciously. "I was well aware of my situation, and still am. Either I cannot have kits, or they are next to impossible to have. At least she could bear them. At least she didn’t have to see the hopeful looks in her mate’s eyes when he thought she might be expecting his kits."

The she-cat dropped her head to the side, slightly ashamed. "It was in the moment that Leafpool explained her plan, and of course I took it. The only price was to not tell a single cat, not even Brambleclaw." Her clear green gaze returned to yours, a fire burning in it. "And why would I? It would make him happier to think that they were his, that we were a happy family."

"He’s been through so much, I didn’t want my downfall to be another fallen tree in his path to happiness."