Crowfeather stalked out of WindClan camp, his tail lashing angrily.

        Wait! Crowfeather, " Nightcloud insisted, "We can figure this out!" 

        "No, we can't! I don't want there to be a we! You can figure this out," Crowfeather snarled and continued to walk out of the camp.

        "Please! I know it's been hard for you since that she-cat die-"

        "That she-cat," Crowfeather slowly turned around, testing the words on his tongue, "That she-cat? FEATHERTAIL WAS NOT JUST 'THAT SHE-CAT'! YOU ARE A 'THAT SHE-CAT! STAY AWAY FROM ME!" Crowfeather looked berserk now, and his words had attracted a large crowd. 

        He whipped around and in a big spectacle, he stomped out, leaving a shocked Nightcloud behind.

        Nightcloud looked around, hoping for help from any of her clanmates. All of them turned their backs on her.