A long while after your trip to the Shadowclan, you tremble through the windy forests of dug up dead rabbits, tangled leaves and starry noises. Owls haunted the night sky and swooped through the trees every step you took, until an unforbidden cat steps your way. (BurrowStar)

This is SilverStrike! He is a peircing white warrior with striking blue eyes. I couldn't find a perfect picture for him in the backround, but he will also be your m8. If you want to have kids, have them! You can choose whether this story is gay, or you will be a she-cat. It takes part in Riverclan.