Oh... and he is kind of like Tigerstar, for those who understand that.
The moonlight illuminated the bloodstained grass, as well as the white and gray pelts of two cats. The tom was looking down at the she-cat, tears falling on her red stained tabby pelt. The cat looked up at the tom with a look of love and pain.
"S- ############... I'm sorry. Dim-" The silver and white tabby's sapphire eyes reflected the amber blaze in Spottedthorn's eyes as he stroked her fur with his gray tail.
"No! Silverfang, please don't leave me." He yowled, gazing down at the gash in her torn throat. He knew who had dealt the blow. Dimfire, Silverfang's own sister. She had stuck to the warrior code strongly, and was devistated when she learned of her sister's mate. Dimfire was pushed to her limits, and Spottedthorn had made sure she left with a scar. Rage filled his eyes as he watched his mate's eyes begin to dim, and her head fell to the ground. He would get payback. Not just on Fireclan, specificaly Dimfire, but on ALL of the clans. And that included Gladeclan, his own home.
"That's a very nice everything you have there. It would be a shame if something were to happen to it." ~ Honeydew/Simon Lane, of the Yogscast.