A she-cat a woken in a strange, starry place, not sure where she was or how she got there. She looked around until she heard her name being called and a starry cat padded up to her. The cat was a dappled, tortoiseshell-and-white she-cat with warm amber eyes.
"This is StarClan, and I am Spottedleaf." The she-cat mewed.
"I've heard of you from the elders. You were once ThunderClan's medicine cat." The first she-cat meowed. "But what do you want with me?"
Spottedleaf looked at the she-cat sadly. "I have some very unfortunate news for you, young one."
"What is it?" The she-cat meow, eyes narrowed.
"You cannot have kits." Spottedleaf mewed softly.
"W-what?! What do you mean I can't have kits?" The she-cat wailed in disbelief.
Spottedleaf gently laid her tail on the she-cat's shoulder. "You are barren, and will never be able to bare kits of your own. We do not know why and as unfortunate as it is, we cannot fix it. StarClan is not able to control everything that happens." Spottedleaf began to back away and fade into the mist.
"Wait! I can't know more?" The she-cat called out.
"I am sorry, young one." Spottedleaf's faint mew echoed as she completely faded away.
A\N: I know this is a short prologue but they're typically short like this in the main series and I wanted to put a small teaser here for much later in the story. I'll let you guys try and figure out who the she-cat is as the story progresses.