Twin Destinies: Crossed Borders

'''A/N: Moon here! Lol, I think I start every story that way. Anyway, this is a story that I've struggled with for a while, and I think I've got the plot now, so I'm trying it out! Also, um, part of the plot is something a lot of people on here do, and I swear that I'm not copying them! '''

PROLOGUE
The she-cat shook her beautiful head desperately, sadness present in her eyes. "I'm sorry, but this has to stop."

"What?" a tom asked, his mew disbelieving. "Why?"

The she-cat turned away, as if she couldn't bare to see the tom anymore. "I... I just can't."

The tom growled. "Give me one good reason."

"I'm expecting your kits," she replied quietly, shifting her paws with unease.

The tom blinked, as if he didn't think he'd heard right. After a pause, he meowed, "And that's bad? That's wonderful!"

The she-cat gave him a look of exasperation. "Stormheart. These kits will be half-Clan!"

Stormheart snorted. "So? They'll be ours, and that's what counts, right?"

The she-cat shook her head. "No. They'll be half-Clan. You know what happens to half-Clan kits! I don't want my kits to grow up rejected, just because of a mistake I made!"

Stormheart flinched, his dark gray fur rising. "Is that what this was, Silverthorn? A mistake?" he asked, his mew scathing.

"No!" Silverthorn gasped. "No, Stormheart, this meant more to me than you could ever know. I'll bring them to meet you, if you want! But I need to stay with my--our--kits if I don't want suspicions to arise."

Stormheart sighed, his fur lying flat. "Fine. But just remember that I'll always love you."

Silverthorn blinked, her green eyes brimming with sorrow. "I will." Then, without another word, she turned and padded away.