Streamfeather and a few other Warriors had volunteered. Firestar looked at all of them. "This is a very dangerous mission. I hope most of you are willing to sacrifice your lives, because the author is going to kill you." He said, staring a bit angrily at the person typing this story. The author gave a small smile, chuckling a bit, before turning to the person beside them and whispering, "What's a story without a fourth wall break?" They then got back to the story. Streamfeather stood close to Firestar. "Firestar!" Yelled a ginger female, running forward. Firestar gave a little purr, nuzzling the female. "Sandstorm. I hoped you were well." Streamfeather felt her belly sink. The love of her life... had a mate?