Black Pelt, White Lie/Eight

Eight/Ashpelt
I told her. I took my chances. I can't tell what she thinks, of course, because she's concealing her feelings.

She'll probably hate me for who I was.

But Shadow, or Ashpaw, they are not me anymore.

I am myself. Almost.

There's only one more thing I need to do.

"Wow. You've had a pretty bad life." Morningdew's spoken up.

"You're not that kind of cat anymore, and I admire that, the way you've grown out of what you used to be."

I din't think she'd like me anymore. But I was wrong.

"I think that that part of me is just an outer shell that I've almost shed."

There's just one more thing I need to do before I'm free.

I whisper my plan to her.