My paws will always carry my fast enough. My claws will always fight well enough. But my heart will never be pure enough. Because what I've done... it's beyond reason, beyond fairness. Newly laid snow sends icy shudders down my spine, numbing my paws as I trudge blindly on. My pelt is sleekly groomed, but not for the right cat. "You look beautiful," he whispers. In his eyes, pain burns so intensely that I can feel it being radiated into the Leafbare sky. The clouds are rolling inBecause I'm going againAnd to him I just can't be true "Be careful out there. It's a stormy night," he murmurs at last.