Hello fellow readers! This is the result of a very strange dream. I hope you like it!

"Hey, Falconpaw, can we talk?" The bracken-colored tom froze but shook himself out and kept walking toward the fresh-kill pile. His mentor, Paleface, was in the nursery with his mate and newborn kits and it was the perfect opportunity to finally eat because Paleface worked him to the bone and he hadn't had a morsel all day. It was around sunset now.

"What, Swiftpaw?" He sighed. Swiftpaw wasn't horrible to him, not like the other cats in his Clan. They all seemed to know something he didn't and they hated him for it. The leader turned a blind eye to it all but Forreststar didn't notice him much so that was to be expected. Apparently the black and white green-eyed apprentice before him didn't know what everyone else did, or she didn't care, which would be amazing if it weren't too good to be true.

"Come on, silly furball. Grab some fresh-kill and let's go!" She chirped. He smiled inside. She seemed pretty eager to be alone with him, though he couldn't fathom why. The others thought nothing of him. He was nothing to them.

"Okay." He muttered, grabbing a squirrel off the pile. Swiftpaw took a large mouse and they padded toward the entrance.

"Where are you going with that thing, Swiftpaw?" Adderclaw was a new warrior warrior who had finished his vigil just that morning. The red-brown tom took great joy in taunting Falconpaw for whatever reason he could find. The suck-up always padded after Paleface and the other senior warriors. Swiftpaw rolled her eyes and walked out of camp. Falconpaw was glad, if only to get away from the countless cats who had hated him for no reason. The two apprentices raced into the forest, fur whipping in the wind as they ran ran ran... Swiftpaw stopped and Falconpaw crashed into her, sending them head-over -tail into the clearing.

"We're here." Swiftpaw informed him. He got to his paws, muttering apologies as she did the same. She brushed her tail against his mouth, silencing him.

"It's okay." She said. The two apprentices sat down to eat.

"I found this place not too long ago, and I knew I had to show you."

"Why?" Falconpaw wondered as he buried the bones of the squirrel.

"Because... I like you, Falconpaw. I don't see why everyone else treats you so badly because you're the best cat any Clan could ask for!" We'll, that was new...

"Thanks?" He didn't really know what to say to that. Someone... Appreciated him? Saw a need off his existence? The idea was all he ever wanted, but it seemed too good to be true!

"There are nice cats in StarClan, right? Cats like you?" He blurted out. "I would think so." Swiftpaw was confused. Why was he talking about StarClan?

"I'll go there then."

"Falconpaw, StarClan isn't meant for cats to visit. It's where cats go when they die."

"It's not like there's anyone here who likes me except for you, but you'll be okay. Plenty of cats like you."

"Falconpaw, no! What are you saying?! Why do you want to go to StarClan so badly? Surely life can't be so bad that you want to die?!" Swiftpaw wailed.

"I don't think I do, but it's the only way the Clan will listen. Paleface said that actions speak louder than words. If they hate me so much then I'll leave. The only place with nice cats is StarClan, so that's where I'll go."

"Falconpaw, there are nice cats in other Clans! Even outside the Clans! We can go there! We don't have to go to StarClan!"

"I don't like ThunderClan, Swiftpaw. What makes you think anyone else will treat me any better? You're the only cat who likes me. I don't want you to come with me. You have the rest of the Clan to lean on. I don't, have that. StarClan can give me that!"

"There has to be another way! Falconpaw, I can't lose you!"

"You'll be okay. You can join me after you've lived."

Swiftpaw sighed and nodded. She wasn't going to get him to believe her. He was too far gone... and he was probably right.

"I'll make sure all the Clans remember you, Falconpaw. No cat will ever forget you."

"I don't want to be remembered, Swiftpaw. I want to be free. I want you to be free too, but you have to wait a bit. Cats still like you. You have to make sure that you're ready."

"Okay, Falconpaw. I'll make sure." She leaned forward to nuzzle him and he licked her forehead.

"Swiftpaw?" The black-and-white she-cat turned back to her friend.

"I love you too." She crashed into him with a purr. "I still have to go."

"I'll see you in StarClan then, and no one will forget this, forget us."

Swiftpaw awoke to find that Falconpaw had kept his word. He was well and truly gone.