I thought the squirrel told me he was the one. I was bitten by a rat who took my last life, but we still won. Little did I realize, his life was spent with strife. My mate loved him like our own. (him refers to a different cat.. However, the cat you will be guessing is the speaker)
I only wanted what was best for my clan. But its hard for me to know whats right. I never liked the thought of the daytime cats. But we needed all we could have.
(i dont know how tricky or badly worded this one is)