Ironmaiden padded slowly towards her mate and jumped on him and pinned him and sliced his throat. She had pretended to love him for the past two moons. He was a strong, physically able Tom. "I only wanted your kits." She scoffed as he died. She walked out of the den, leaving his body. Soon she'd have children to pass her blood down to. "Only the loyal ones shall live." She had mated with the Tom. She would have kits soon.
(9 moons later)
Ironmaiden looked at her newly born kits and wrapped around them, warming them. She hissed "only the loyal of you shall live."