Disclaimer: I do not own warriors.

A/N: If I owned warriors the tree wouldn't have killed Longtail it would have killed Mousefur or Berrynose. * Pushes Berrynose off a cliff. *

Berrynose: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Wolfgrowl: And Briarlight wouldn't have been harmed. But I don't and they were so this is how I thought it went down.

Briarpaw raced after Longtail. She had to make sure he got out of the camp. She crashed into his hindquarters by the fresh-kill pile. Longtail turned.

"Let's go." She panted, "The tree's going to fall." Longtail dropped the mouse and started to follow the apprentice out of camp.

Crack

Briarpaw froze. The tree would fall and kill them both!

"Come on. We'll have to go another way." Longtail meowed. Briarpaw trembled.

"I can't. I'm too scared to move." As she spoke the shadow loomed over them.

Creak

Longtail knew they wouldn't get out of camp that way. He grabbed the apprentice and dragged her back to the elder's den. Just before he entered he thought he smelled the old forest and a cat he hadn't seen in a long time.

'Swiftpaw?' He thought then dismissed it. His former apprentice was dead. He shoved Briarpaw further back into the den.

"It'll be okay Briarpaw. I promise." He whispered.

Crash

Braches fell before the terrified apprentice. When the tree stopped trembling Briarpaw struggled to get to Longtail. The elder had to be all right. Then she paused. She couldn't feel her back legs.

A black and white cat stood in front of her. He had stars in his fur and turned to look at her with amber eyes.

"Who are you?" She whispered, "Are you going to take me to StarClan?"

The tom touched his nose to her head, "No. It's not you're time. My name's Swiftpaw."

Briarpaw stared at him. She'd heard of Swiftpaw, he died in the old forest, killed by dogs.

"Longtail?" She gasped petrified. Swiftpaw nodded.

"He was my mentor." As the apprentice spoke a pale tabby shape was forming next to him. Swiftpaw turned his head slightly then turned back.

"You're Clan mates are looking for you." He whispered, "Longtail and I have to go."

Briarpaw nodded and the toms disappeared.

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In StarClan a mentor and his former apprentice were hunting. One a pale tabby tom, back in his youth and his sight returned. The other, a black and white tabby, laughing and pouncing with his old mentor.