Henry couldn't believe what he had just said. He knew he had always known in the back of his mind, but saying it out loud was almost unbearable.

Bluestar was smiling. Firepaw was gaping at him, mouth hanging open. Henry- Pinestar now- suddenly felt self-conscious. How come he couldn't remember he was Pinestar? All he ever knew was Henry and his life. And why was Bluestar in all of his memories?

"That can't be right. Henry has lived down the street from me forever. He's always lived there. Always." Firepaw looked seriously miffed that he didn't know about Henry's past. Bluestar cuffed him across his ears.

"Show some respect for your elder!" Bluestar said. "No offense Pinestar. Is it okay if I call you that?"

"Sure, fine. It's who I am." Pinestar sighed, collapsing to the floor. How come Bluestar knew his past when he couldn't even remember? It wasn't fair.

"But how can I remember who I am? How will I know what I've done with my life?" Pinestar sat up, suddenly filled with anxiety.

"Don't worry Pinestar, I will help you. I can tell you about your life. At least, since the day I was born. Maybe the elders can fill in the details before that." Bluestar stood up, heading for the exit.

"You coming?"

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"Can we come in?" Bluestar and Pinestar were in front of the den where the elders slept. She was peering in. Pinestar thought most of the elders would hiss at her to go away, but surprisingly, they welcomed her with open paws.

"Hello Bluestar. Who have we here?" A black and white tom looked at Pinestar with curiousity.

"Hello Patchpelt. This is someone special. His name is Pinestar."

The entire den froze, turning their heads in unison to look at Pijestar. All except for a pale she-cat who simply said, "What did she say? Who's hear? I smell someone! Tell me who's here!"

A tortoiseshell she-cat purred. "Just ignore One-eye Pinestar. She's not like you knew her. She can't hear well. Or see well." Patchpelt purred at the remark.

Bluestar whispered in Pinestar's ear. "That tortoiseshell cat is Dappletail. That grey tom is Smallear, and that brown tabby is Halftail. His name used to be Sparrowpelt, and One-eye's name used to be White-eye."

Pinestar could tell she was urging him to remember something.

*Flashback*

"Whitepaw, do you promise to protect and defend your Clan, even at the cost of your life?"

"I do."

"The by the power of StarClan, I give you your new name. From this moment on, you will be known as White-eye."

The she-cat gave a small squeal of excitement, then quickly calmed herself. Her pride showed in her eye as her Clanmates cheered her new name.

*End of Flashback*

"So, you're really Pinestar? Wow. I never thought I'd see you again." Halftail looked at Pinestar in amazement. To be fair, so did the rest of the cats. Pinestar never knew so many cats had known about him.

"Can you help me? I don't remember being Pinestar. All I know is Henry. What was I like? Did I do anything in my life?" Pinestar had so many questions he wanted to ask these cats.

Dappletail pawed the ground. "I remember so many things about you, now that you mention it. You were leader when I was kitted.

Smallear purred. "I was just an apprentice when you became leader. I was so excited that we had a new leader. I pestered you with tons of questions!" Smallear's eyes glazed over, apparently lost in his memories.

Halftail sighed. "I remember you becoming our leader as well. I was Sparrowpaw then. I pestered you with Smallear. We were best friends back then, did everything together."

Dappletail chimed in. "You were a good leader. You always thought things through, never jumped to conclusions.

One-eye added. "Your punishments were always fair, and you cared for your Clan. You were brave and kind, what better leader is there?"

Pinestar was flattered. He purred loudly, proud that these cats thought so highly of him. "Did any of you know my mother?"

"Sweetbriar. She was so, well, sweet. She was a mother to everyone. You were her only kit, and she loved you more than life itself. She died when you were an apprentice, before any of us were born. But we've all heard of her." Dappletail smiled sadly.

Bluestar nuzzled Pinestar gently. "Follow me. There's someone else you should meet."