I wanted to make this one two parts...

Please don't yell at me, I agree that this idea though possible, would like NEVER happen, just a random thought.

LONGTAIL Part I

I was a coward. Here I sat in my dying breaths. I had given in to blackmailing and malicious souls.

The bracken shifted for a moment and then Dustpelt and Goldenflower came through. Firestar followed. Dustpelt had joined the elders three moons ago, he was rather late to leave the warriors.

I nodded and they left me with Firestar… alone. I didn't know how to begin. With Luna? Or Tigerstar? The threats? There was so much to say in the time allotted until my death.

So I began from the beginning, the very beginning.

"Firestar, Let me tell you my story." He respectfully sat. I continued,

"Along time ago, I was born, my mother's name was Eaglewing, and later she became Oneeye. I was a good-natured kit. But then, I got my mentor. Darkstripe's lessons were like those of your friend Ravenpaw's. But I fought becoming like him, like Tigerstar (Tigerclaw, then). I happened to be having a lot of trouble because of it and my sister, who went missing along with her only son, Smudgekit, I always suspected Twolegs." Firestar perked up… I had suspected he would… I remembered all those years ago, he spoke of his old friend Smudge.

"I went out searching for them… I did it so fervently. Finally I met a she-cat, a kittypet, named Luna. She had a dark ginger pelt. And was so sweet. I loved her—" I felt pain stab through me at the thought of the lovely queen. I stopped a moment to cry. I paused, in terror, almost too frightened to go on. What would Firestar say? I mewed,

"Apprentices mating are rare, though… not unheard of. Tigerclaw found out of course, and he made sure that I didn't see her anymore. But Tigerclaw saw her plenty. He spied on her to make sure that when the time came he could threaten me, and I'd be his slave forever. Somehow I always knew that my blood would return to the forest someday, and it has."

"How?"

"Two of my sons have already returned."

"But, that would mean—" I nodded gravely. I knew that he understood, then. He probably had vaguely remembered somewhere in his mind, deep down, his mother, being called to by her twolegs: Come here Luna! Eat up, Luna! 'Atta girl Luna! He said nothing. He could not. Luna never told anyone about me. There was no way that Firestar could have known, other than a resemblance between me and Princess.

I cleared my throat, "But it only got worse."