Swiftspirit looked at the four kittens sleeping silently together.
She sighed the were so young and yet, soon they would not live.
"I'm sorry...maybe." Meowed a voice behind her.
Swiftspirit whirled around and growled at the dead cat in the entrance of the nursery.
"What are you doing here!" Swiftspirit Hissed "Your supposed to be dead!"
"And so I am." Longclaw meowed with a grin.
"Then what are you doing here!" Swiftspirit meowed.
"I'm here to make deal," Longclaw Meowed "For the life of our kits."
"They were never our kits," Swiftspirit Meowed "You know that as well as any cat here!"
"What ever you say," Longclaw meowed "But will you at least listen to my offer?"
Swiftspirit tried to see any emotion in the Longclaw's eye's but only saw a pit of cold darkness.
"What is I then." She meowed taking the risk.
Longclaw padded up to her until there pets touched and she felt coldness coming from it.
"Let Starclan take your life instead of there's." He whispered in her ear.
Of course he knew about the prophecy he was in Starclan!
"How?" Swiftspirit asked losing her anger for a second.
"I told you already didn't I?" Longclaw meowed.
"Yes!" Swiftspirit meowed regaining her anger "But how will Starclan know to take my life and not theres!"
"Who said Starclan sent me?" He meowed "Tigerstar did."
Swiftspirit gasped, and a shiver went down her back.
"Don't worry he's still dead." Longclaw meowed "And I'll tell him you accepted his offer."
Longclaw disappeared In an instant before she could undo what she had done...what had she done.
What Had She Done.