Everyone... I AM ALIVE :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D! But I am so sad that i couldn't post that any chapters out :(:(:(:(:(:(:( ... SO PLEASEEEEE DON'T KILL ME! I mainly couldn't post chapters due to my final semester tests and having to review and study for them so please forgive me for not posting in theses chapters. But I will say that I have decided to see things through more than just Jayfeather and Willowshine's point of view so, please enjoy this chapter and please review because reviews make these couples closer.

Jayfeather woke up to a paw being pressed against his side. He rolled over multiple times trying to tell whoever was poking him to go take a hike.

"Jayfeather wake up, Firestar's calling for you." Songpaw said.

Jayfeather, groggy as all hell, swung his body up so that he could awaken. He opened his eyes to see the dim medicine den being invaded by streams of morning light that poured through the openings in the leafy entrance. He stumbled on his feet as he made his way to the exit. Even though he's a cat, he exited with a sloppy footing which slipped out from underneath him and sent him face-planting the dirt. He laid there trying to regain his consciousness before carrying on any further.

After a few minutes, he finally got up to his feet. "Alright… (Yawn) …what am I doing?" he asked himself. He pondered the thought and remembered his current objective. "Oh yeah, Firestar called for me. I wonder what he wants." He said as he went towards Firestar's den.

As he approached the den, he sensed something immediately, a foreign scent, not part of Thunderclan. It only got stronger as he padded closer and closer to the leader's den. He finally got to the mossy entrance of the den, now just being engulfed in that smell. From this distance, it smelled like as if vole was being cooked alive than shitted on.

"Firestar, it's me, Jayfeather." He beckoned, asking for permission to enter into the den.

Surprisingly enough, Jayfeather heard laughter within the den, which is completely different than normal.

"...Ha Ha, yes Jayfeather come in." Firestar called with a chuckle.

Jayfeather pushed aside the little moss covering, not at all expecting who would be behind this entrance.

He finally poked his head in first to assess what to expect before fully going in. Everything in the room looked normal, except for the big mischievous grin on Firestar's face.

"What are you smiling about?" Jayfeather asked. Firestar started darting his eyes to his own….two tails.

"What the hell? Firestar, why do you have two tails?" Jayfeather asked, confused on what was going on.

Firestar's grin only got bigger and he started to laugh more and more.

"Seriously, what is going on here?" Jayfeather asked again, trying to grasp some kind of understanding.

Firestar couldn't take it anymore. He burst out laughing and fell back on his back.

Thing is, is that there wasn't just him and Jayfeather in the room.

As Firestar fell back, he revealed a young, maybe 6 or 7 months old, red and gold tabby behind him, who was also laughing like crazy.

"HAHAHAHAHA! You should have seen your face, 'Why do you have two tails?' Friggin beautiful!" The young tabby said, rolling on the floor laughing.

Jayfeather just stood there, confused as he is every time Starclan sends him a message, wondering who this young cat is who just goofed him along with the help of his leader. Jayfeather finally managed to get a grip on the situation and asked the first question that was priority.

"Who are you?" Jayfeather asked.

The two laughing cats finally settled their laugh to a mere chuckle.

"Me? Well, I'm just your everyday USA tourist who is HORNY AS A MOTHERFUCKER!" The mystery cat said with confidence that was not usually found in saying that kind of info.

"Well, tourist could be a good name for ya if you don't want to say your real name." Jayfeather said trying to at least get a name out of this kit.

"Wait, hold your horses, my name is not 'Tourist', its Ramon." He said finally.

"Hmm, Ramon… That's a better name than a tourist." Jayfeather said.

"Yeah, I guess so." Ramon said intrigued, yet confused by Jayfeather's weird aura.

"So anyway, Firestar, do you care to explain why there is cat that is not part of this clan playing pranks on the medicine cat with the leader as his partner in crime?" Jayfeather finally asked the primary question.

"Well, to put it simply. We found him eating a vole near the edge of the lake on our territory. We asked him who he was and why he was here because we didn't want another incident to happen just Sol's. All he did was look at us with a ravenous face that pretty much begged him to be killed and as we looked down his flank, we could see all the bones in his rib-cage being wrapped in the meager bit of muscle he had left. We decided that we would ask him questions after he ate and got a good night's rest. So, here we are." Firestar explained.

"Alright, now my question is, where are you from?" Jayfeather said, turning his attention to the new tortoiseshell named Ramon.

"I was born and raised in a hotel loft in Florida, USA by my upper, or twolegs in your terms. Then my upper had to go to somewhere called 'London' in the 'UK'. I was on the plane beside my upper and then the plane started diving down at an unusual speed. Then the screams started and I was left to die in a cage, I was able to use my paw to unhook the latch and I crawled to the exit, going underneath the seats to avoid being stepped or kicked on by the mass of uppers. I was taking shelter underneath the first row seats…then the plane made a horrible noise. It shook like a leaf on a stem that was about be blown away but stopped on minutes' notice. All the uppers were sent flying towards the front of it, smashing into seats and luggage compartments. I was lucky to be born a cat because if I didn't have these claws…I'd be dead along with them." Ramon explained his backstory with a shake in his voice.

"And? Tell us what happened next?" Jayfeather asked.

Ramon shook his head at the thought of remembering that horrible time in his life where he had seen so many deaths all at the same time.

"It's okay, nothing will come and hurt you, you can tell us." Jayfeather tried to soothe the young cat.

Ramon gave those two a look of worry, but it was put aside with unwavering confidence. "Then the plane was scraping against the Huge Thunderpath that it landed on. I decided that it was time for me to find a way out of there. I looked for a way out and found the exit. Only problem was that the exit was next to the front of the plane, where all the dead bodies were. I decided to tom up and go through that exit no matter what happened, boy was that a mistake." Ramon continued.

"What do you mean by 'mistake'?" Jayfeather asked.

"I mean that I could have still had my earlier life because my upper was not dead, close, but still breathing. I saw him as I was walking towards the exit. He was still breathing, but his eyes were closed. I padded over to him and tried to get him out of there. All he did was take his free hand, pet my head like as if nothing was happening, and spoke his final words. 'I still haven't given you a name, have I? …how about Ramon? Does that sound good buddy?' I tried to tell him 'Yes' but he wouldn't understand me. 'Now Ramon don't be sad, I'll see you again soon, don't worry. Now go on, you need to get out of here. Go…GO!'….. Those were his final words to me as I left the crash site." Ramon said.

"And where is he now do you think?" Jayfeather still asked.

"I leave that bit to nature, because we'll never know truly where they go. After I left the crash site, I stumbled into your little forest and have been fending for myself for 6 months. Then you guys showed up on one of my unlucky days." He finished explaining.

Both Jayfeather and Firestar were surprised at how long this kit was able keep himself alive.

Holy hell, 6 months! Any normal kit would've died during the first month. Jayfeather thought.

"Wait, then that would mean you were only a month old when you got here. How did you learn hunting techniques at that little age?" Firestar said.

That's right! If you add 6 months to 1, that would equal 7. So this kit's age is 7 months, the same age as Songpaw. What a coincidence. Jayfeather thought.

"Don't know how but I just happened to get the gist of it by my second day here. Gotta do what you gotta do to survive." Ramon said, casually brushing the topic off.

"So you have become a trained hunter in the matter of half a year, starting as a month old kit." Firestar pointed out.

"…Maybe I have, maybe I'm haven't. What are you getting at?"

"Yeah, what do you mean by that Firestar?"

Firestar looked at Jayfeather with a welcoming look with a bit of reminiscence, probably remembering a past memory. "Jayfeather, as you know, our clan is lacking in kits and apprentices. We need to find a solution to this problem and I have now found one that will help get us by."

"What kind of solution?" Jayfeather asked.

"I was thinking about being a more open clan to other cats that are loners or cast-outs. Think of it as a clan that gives them a 'second chance' at life." Firestar said.

"So…how did you a find solution for now along with over time?" Jayfeather asked.

"Ramon, how does Jayfeather's den sound?"

"As long as I've got a good view of the chicks here, anywhere is fine." Ramon said.

"Whoa, wait, he's gonna live with us in the medicine den!?" Jayfeather shocked at what his leader was proposing.

"What do you me 'us'?"

"I'm talking about Songpaw and I."

"Who's Songpaw?" Ramon asked.

"My apprentice, she's very capable of healing wounds and sicknesses. The one and only apprentice I have."

"She?" Ramon purred.

"Yes….She's a girl."

"How old is she?"

"Same age as you."

"…..Firestar, consider me a permanent addition to your clan and thank you so much for allowing me to stay with you all." Ramon said as he went over to Firestar and bowed his head at least 5 or 6 times before heading to the exit.

He looked back at Jayfeather with an impatient look. "Come on Jay, lead the way."

Jay huh? I like it.

"Seems like there's yet another addition to my little family. Ha, funny, could've sworn I heard Leafpool speaking for me." Jayfeather said to himself as he made his way out of the den and out back to the clearing, ready to show our newcomer what Thunderclan is like.