Hey, guys. I KNOW I haven't updated since October (didn't realize it'd been that long, oops), but… guys, I'm going to be a sophomore next year in high school, and after the very last Warriors book came out, I was RELIEVED. Call me a bad fan or whatever, but honestly, I'm tired of the series. I've tried to get the inspiration to write more, but… if you aren't enjoying what you're writing, what's the point? Hint: the answer is "there isn't one."

But, as I can't just LEAVE the story like that, I've decided to let y'all know how the story would've turned out. With drabbles, because I adore drabbles… and they're so much easier to write than pages and pages of words.

~watermellonfuzz

It wasn't entirely unexpected, honestly, even to a cat as dense as Firesong. The ginger she-cat could tell- well, actually, the whole Clan could tell- that she and Stonefur were closer than normal Clanmates were. Because of that, she really wasn't surprised when the gray tom asked her to be his mate… nor was he surprised when she accepted. He was older than her, obviously, and probably too old, honestly… but when had that stopped any other cat?

X-X-X-X

She was worried about Graystripe. He was miserable, and she knew it was because she was mates with Stonefur. She was grateful, though, that Sandstorm seemed to be taking her place. The tom deserved some happiness in his life.

Ravenfeather had betrayed them. Well, not really betrayed, in Firesong's eyes. He fell in love. Though it was wrong, and she didn't approve of his choice, she acknowledged it and grieved with him over Silverstream.

X-X-X-X

Ravenfeather was gone. He took his kits to RiverClan and stayed there. Firesong couldn't sleep that night.

X-X-X-X

She'd convinced her friends and Stonefur (though it'd taken a lot of convincing before Stonefur accepted it) that Tigerclaw was indeed a traitor. The real challenge, though, was Bluestar, who refused to accept it.

X-X-X-X

She padded in a bit of a daze out of Yellowfang's den, both excited and incredibly worried at the same time. Kits? It all seemed so soon! Would she even be a good mother? When she told Stonefur, he seemed to have the same reaction in the way of excitement and worry, but he was certain she'd be a wonderful mother.

X-X-X-X

Bluestar was a mess, and it wasn't surprising, either. Her deputy, a cat she'd known since his birth, had betrayed her and his Clan. But, the thing was, this wasn't just her getting over a single treachery; the elderly she-cat was slowly losing her mind, and Firesong could do nothing about it… especially not with kits on the way.

X-X-X-X

Firesong was deputy. She'd protested, as had the rest of the Clan, that she couldn't possibly be deputy when she was a queen! Bluestar, however, would hear none of it. If Firesong wasn't the deputy, there would be no ThunderClan successor, according to the blue-furred cat… so Firesong resigned herself to her fate, but later pleaded with the senior warriors to take care of everything until after she'd kitted. Goldenflower, Whitestorm, and Willowpelt had been particularly sympathetic, agreeing easily to it.

X-X-X-X

She and Stonefur watched as their kits opened their eyes for the first time. Fawnkit, a light brown tabby she-cat with a white underbelly, tail, and paws, had her father's blue eyes. She looked a lot like Princess, really. Nightkit was a black she-cat, the smallest of the litter, and had a spiky pelt and green eyes. Dawnkit was the third and final she-kit, and she resembled Firesong strongly, except for the dark ginger paws. Duskkit was the only tom, and he was his father's spitting image.

They would make ThunderClan proud, she was certain.

X-X-X-X

Ravenfeather was back, and he'd left his kits in RiverClan. While she felt bad for him, she was pleased he was back home where he belonged.

X-X-X-X

Bluestar was dead, and there was nothing Firesong could do to bring her former mentor, her former leader, and her former friend back. Once again, she resigned herself to her fate and took over the leadership of her Clan.

X-X-X-X

Scourge was a monster. What cat could rip nine lives from a leader like that? While she hated Tigerstar with every fiber of her being, she never… that was just… gruesome. No one deserved to go out like that.

X-X-X-X

She was going to kill Scourge. He murdered Stonefur.

X-X-X-X

So many seasons had passed since her first step into the old forest. So many seasons had passed since Stonefur died, since her kits became apprentices and then warriors… so many seasons. And now, here she was, lying in the stone hollow, about to take her final breath. She'd killed Tigerstar for good. The Dark Forest wouldn't rise again- not if she could prevent it. Her kits were around her, begging her no no no not yet don't go you can't leave, but she had to, she needed to, because Stonefur was waiting for her. Brambleclaw, her last apprentice, her deputy, her friend… he would be a good leader. He would make her proud.

She murmured one last encouragement- "Be strong,"- and took her last breath.

Firestar, the legendary kittypet leader of ThunderClan, was dead.

Feel free to ask questions about what happened to some of the characters. I've left a lot out, so I don't blame you for being confused or anything.