"Oh Rippedkit...Please stay here...I can't take care of you...I can't take you home...I am sorry." Chiveear choked as he set the small kit down on the soft twoleg fur. He was shaking from the harsh snow. Rippedkit was confused and cold. She didn't understand what was happening. "Daddy? Why are you leaving me here?" She asked, her ears low with confusion. She felt her paws hit the warm twoleg fur and looked up at the tom standing there. Chiveear swallowed the giant lump in my throat. He felt his fur freeze and his eyes sting with the cold tears. How could he tell her how Starclan wants her dead? That she will bring the Downfall of the clan they would live in? That Starclan would personally strike her down if she were to reach Apprentice age? That it was either leave her here or be killed? He can't get rid of her...he can't let her be shunned. Nightfall told him that his clan leader and his deputies and the other medicine cat knew of the prophecy. He couldn't bring her there in fear the other clan cats will kill her. They just got out of a drought and so another bad news for the clans. No be can't risk it. "I am sorry dear...I...I am sorry...It is for your safety. I love you dear. Please don't cry." He spoke, his voice choking and his eyes holding a seldom gleam. He turned and walked to the fence, refusing to look at his daughter who sat on the ground, confusion and scared. "Daddy! Daddy! Please don't leave! I will be good! Please don't leave!" He heard his daughter scream as he jumped on the fence and ran out into the forest, the tears streaming down his face as he dug his claws in the cold snow.

Nightfall was freaking out. He didn't mean to do this. It was a simple joke. He didn't intend for it to get this far. He knew he messed up but what can he do. "Okay...Okay...How about we don't tell him. What's the worse that can happen?" He chuckled nervously, shaking his ears. His rabbit, Hops shook it head seldomness, already knowing what will happen.