Virgin looked out at the oncoming storm. He would welcome the rain, maybe it would wash away the fact that he had been banished from his clan. Everyone found out that he had been born from BlackClan parents, and the leader of WhisperClan thought he was not worthy of the job.
"I'm not worthy. Not worthy of the leader's daughter, not worthy of my job, not worthy of life" Virgin thought, as the rain washed over his coat and smeared his guardian paint.
I will add the rain later
Thanks!


