Prologue
Hollyflame loved watching the fire that came off of Lizardstone's kits. She loved watching Thornhaze go to the ruins every half moon, always wondering if the fire would catch on any of the trees. She loved watching Cedarheart's warrior ceremony, and when he asked Roseburst to be his mate. Though she knew that no living cat could see the fire like StarClan cats could, it was still interesting to watch.
Then, she would walk over to the sky above MarshClan, where Birchpaw and Risingpaw simply glowed with sunlight. Hollyflame had to put a leaf over her eyes to not be blinded by the light they radiated. Birchpaw would be a strong warrior, that was for sure. And maybe Risingpaw would be leader one day. They had great potential.
But the higher ranks of StarClan kept from her the location of the pair that had the ice element. She knew they were somewhere in the Clans, but she couldn't see the ice that would surround them. The higher ranks had to give her that sight, but they wouldn't.
But there was something else on Hollyflame's mind. Hollowlight. The she-cat had been avoiding everyone lately, except Echobranch. Hollyflame suspected that she was jealous of her, because she had become Duckwing's mate when Hollowlight liked him, too. But what really set off Hollyflame was that Hollowlight dug her up one day and started inspecting the rotting flesh and bone. She had never seen anyone do something so horrific. ...why? Why would Hollowlight dig her up? It was disgusting enough to see your own body from a third-person view, but when you see this…?
She had to find out what Hollowlight was doing.
Suddenly, something else popped up in her mind. An anger from a long time ago.
Lizardstone had never told anyone except Thornhaze about how she killed her. Hollyflame was furious at the fact that her sister was too cowardly to admit it. But then again, Hollyflame was the one who told her to kill her.
What a confusing time, this was.