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Chapter VI

The End

Tigerstar suddenly sat bolt upright. For a second, he had to close his eyes against a bright light. Then, slowly, he opened his eyes as they adjusted. This wasn't bright light, it was daylight! Looking around, he realized he was back in his den, a little bit away from his den, but it was day again! Jumping up, he looked outside. He was back in his own camp, back home! Slowly, he felt relief and joy spreading through him. He was back! He leapt out, running outside to look around the territory. In the back of his mind, he knew that he didn't know how long he'd been with the spirits, but just now, it didn't matter.

He was preoccupied enough that he didn't notice the young cat on the territory until he was almost on top of him. Suddenly stopping, he realized that the cat was Tiny. The real Tiny, not the thing he'd seen last night! Tiny looked up at him nervously. "I'm sorry," he said, stepping back. "It's just that-"

Tigerstar interrupted him. "What day is it?" he asked, trying not to sound threatening.

"What?" Tiny asked, looking bewildered.

"What day is it?"

"Well, it's Christmas, I think," Tiny said. Tigerstar felt another burst of relief. He hadn't missed it, the spirits had done it all in one night! Well, of course, he thought, they can do anything they want!

The plan formed instantly in his mind. Remembering the previous day, he said, "Do you know that group of cats on the moor?" he asked.

"Yeah," Tiny said, clearly wondering what was going on. "Why?"

"Go over to them, tell them that we need herbs, and we'll accept the trade, on the border at sunhigh. Do it and I'll make sure you get enough medicine for both your littermates!"

"Really?" Tiny asked, looking happy again.

"I don't joke," Tigerstar said. "Hurry!"

Tiny shot off across the territory, obviously excited. Tigerstar turned and headed back across Thunderclan territory. If he was lucky, he wouldn't be late...

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Tigerstar ran over to the abandoned twoleg nest. Inside, he could hear the sounds of cats. A little nervous, he walked in. Inside, he headed towards where the voices were.

Inside, he heard Brambleclaw's voice. "Anybody want to play 20 Questions?" Tigerstar suddenly realized what was happening, as several cats cheered. He walked in, as Brambleclaw started. "Right, I've got a good one, I'll-"

He stopped as he noticed Tigerstar walking in. Several of the cats turned to see what he was looking at. He walked over to where his uncle was. Tigerstar spoke first. "Do you mind if I come in?" he asked.

For a second, Brambleclaw just looked stunned. But then, his face slowly let a smile spread across it. "Are you mouse-brained? Of course you can! Get in here!"

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A little bit later, Tigerstar was leaving. "Are you sure you won't stay a little longer?" Brambleclaw asked.

"Sorry, I can't, I have to be somewhere else right now," Tigerstar said.

"Well, don't let me hold you up," Brambleclaw said, turning back in.

Tigerstar ran towards the border with Windclan. Crowfeather was standing there, and Tiny was standing beside him. Tigerstar headed towards them.

"So, is it true?" Crowfeather asked. "You want to accept the trade?"

"Yes," Tigerstar said. "One of our apprentices is seriously sick. We need some herbs to treat him, and you need fresh-kill. Can you help us?"

"Yes," Crowfeather said. "Thank you."

A little bit after that, Crowfeather went back to his own territory, having agreed to meet with Tigerstar the next day. Tigerstar turned his attention to Tiny. "I promised you some herbs, didn't I?" he asked. He headed towards his camp, motioning for Tiny to follow.

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Having gotten everything else he could think of out of the way, he headed over towards the horseplace. As he entered, he did his best to look like he usually did when talking to Fireheart.

As he walked in, he saw the family standing around. They turned when Tigerstar entered. Fireheart walked forward, looking a little nervous. "Yes, Tigerstar?"

"What's this, Fireheart?"

"Well, you gave the clan half of today off."

"Quiet," Tigerstar said. "I've been more tolerant than I should have been of all this. And therefore..." he paused for effect, "I've made sure that Lionpaw will be cured."

"What?" Fireheart asked, confused.

"Your kit's going to survive," Tigerstar said. "I made a trade with Windclan: fresh-kill for the necessary herbs."

"You are Tigerstar, aren't you?" Fireheart asked, looking at him in amazement.

"Trust me, I am," Tigerstar said, looking at him.

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In the years that followed, Tigerstar followed through on his promise to the Spirit of Christmas Yet to Come. It was always said that he knew how to really celebrate the holiday. He eventually became a close friend of Fireheart's family. To Lionpaw- who didn't die- he became like a second father, or an uncle. Even Jaypaw was grateful to him for saving his brother. Tigerstar would sometimes remember his old mentor, Thistleclaw, and thank him for giving him the chance for redemption.

The End

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