No! Amberpelt stared, helpless, as Blazeheart padded away, Dustcloud brushing her flank against his. Her legs began to wobble as Dustcloud intertwined her tail with Blazeheart's. She had loved him. He stabbed her in the back. No She told herself. He didn't. He never loved you. She walked slowly towards the warriors den, wailing silently to herself the whole way. A flash of gray, and her mother, Wolfshine, was bounding towards her, tail held high. She obviously didn't see how much pain Amberpelt was in.