Firestar fixed his intent green gaze on Bramblestar, the new ThunderClan leader. He flicked his tail gesturing for Bramblestar to sit beside him. "There's something I need to tell you," he began. "When I had been leader of ThunderClan for just a few moons, Bluestar came to me and told me about a terrible mistake the four clans had made a long time ago: That they allowed a fifth Clan to leave the forest."
Bramblestar stared at him in astonishment. "A fifth Clan? But there isn't a fifth Clan!"
"Once there was," Firestar continued. "They were called SkyClan, and there territory in the old forest lay next to ThunderClan's. There skill was hunting above ground in trees, snatching birds from the air. They were strong and well respected. But the two legs began to build more dens, and they destroyed SkyClan's territory to make room for them.
Every hair on Bramblestar's pelt prickled. "Just like the twolegs did to us," he breathed, "When the old forest was cut down and we had to make the Great Journey to find a new home by the lake."
Firestar nodded. "Exactly like that. SkyClan's leader Cloudstar asked the other clans to change their borders of the Territory's so that they would still have somewhere to live. The other leaders refused. SkyClan had no choice but to leave the forest and travel until they found somewhere else they could settle."
"What happened to them?" Bramblestar felt like a kit begging for an elders story.
Firestar looked away not meeting his eyes, "You should be getting back to your clan soon, but I must warn you Bramblestar. The four clans have a choice they can change what happened with SkyClan and have them in the forest again."
Bramblestar blinked, Firestar was fading and Bramblestar's head spun with questions.
Then he awoke, back in ThunderClan camp, opening his jaws in a massive yawn he lie in his nest, Firestar's words buzzing in his head. We have a choice to change what happened and have SkyClan back in the forest, but how?