Emberstar heaved herself up onto the Leader's Branch, letting out a puff of relief as she made it safely on top.

"Well, I officially have no kin left in this Clan, other than the ones I am currently carrying." The she-cat spoke, dimly, as if she had seen it coming all along.

"I really hate to do this, but, Finchpaw, you are now exiled from the Clan. If any of my remaining warriors catch you on our territory, they have the right to kill you. Please leave." She saw it in her eyes. It was the 'please' that crushed her the most, because she wasn't the traitor.

"Nice to know you never believed in us, mom. Enjoy your death day." The small she-cat padded out of camp, her ears and tail drooping.

Finchpaw has been exiled.
Finchpaw was innocent.
1 traitor left.