"I see."  Tigerstar pads away from the road.  "I find it unfortunate that Fireheart is serving as your introduction to our way of life."

"Oh? I mean, feel free to provide an alternative perspective."

"I can imagine what he's told you, although I don't know the specifics.  I even expect he believes at least most of it himself, if only because the level of implied skill at manipulation seems too high even for him.  But you should not trust him, and you certainly should not trust everything he says."

"If anything comes up where I need to know more objectively what happened, I can conjure scenes from the past arranged exactly as they were in reality."

"I would appreciate that greatly."

"Cool. Anything in particular you want looked up like that?"

"I didn't hear very much of what he told you about me."

"He was giving me a long rundown of cat history."

"I cannot refute accusations I don't know the content of."

Cam scrolls up through his cat politics document. "Killing Redtail?"

"Ah.

It is true that the story of that battle told to the Clan is not precisely what happened, and that I was partially responsible for Redtail's death.  It was not intentional."

"How'd Oakheart come into it?"

"Well, he started the battle."

"Why's that?"

"To take Sunningrocks from ThunderClan."

"Well, I can check on the physical facts if not cats' motives once we're no longer walking, it's awkward while walking."

Tigerstar stops and sits.

"...right now? Sure." Cam sits down too. He doesn't know exactly when any of this was and suspects Tigersuffix doesn't either so he just starts with Redtail's death, that being conveniently conjurable, and he can pan back from there, making a series of little dioramas.

Redtail is a tortoiseshell who was under some rocks at the point of his death.  Next to him, under the same rocks, is a broadly-built solid brown cat.

Redtail is bodychecking presumably-Oakheart in the direction of said rocks, both of them looking frightened.  Tigerstar watches with an unreadable expression, or at least one which is that with Cam's knowledge of how cats arrange their faces.

Ravenpaw appears at the edge of the diorama, younger and skinnier, obviously terrified, running away.  Tigerstar is backing away from a fleeing Redtail, ears flat and eyes wide.

Tigerstar has his paws on Redtail, still with wide eyes, and immediately before that has his claws in him and a ferocious snarl.  Ravenpaw is hiding behind a bush.

Tigerstar is facing a completely different direction, with Redtail behind him, nearer to the river.  He un-recovers from being bowled over by Oakheart and lands on top of a gray cat, pinning them.

There's more cat fighting for a while.  Tigerstar loses the scar which currently crosses his muzzle; Ravenpaw largely fails to participate.  The two groups run backward away from each other.

Oakheart and the gray cat are standing, backs arched, as the ThunderClan contingent nears the edge of the diorama.  The five cats have a brief, irritated conversation.

And then the two RiverClan cats are laying on the rocks, alone, enjoying the sunshine.

That's kind of hard to parse. He takes images of each one and composes them into a video.

It kind of looks like Tigerstar was startled by Redtail and attacked him only briefly and accidentally!

"Huh. This does look more ambiguous than Fireheart indicated."

"I should expect so.  It was the day he joined ThunderClan; he was hardly there to see it."

"Fireheart also thinks you somehow managed to get Cinderpelt hit by a car but that sounded pretty farfetched to me even without hearing your side of it."

"'Car'?  - Ah - Cinderpelt's injury was a tragedy.  I don't see how I could possibly have caused it to happen; it's absolutely mouse-brained to think that any cat could control a monster."