Prolouge:

"Silverfrost. Are You Ready To Recieve Your Eighth Life?" a cat called out. "Yes Snowstorm." Silverfrost replied. Snowstorm stepped forward, his starry pelt glittered. "For your eighth life I give you wisdom. Use it well to guide your clan through the darkest of times." Snowstorm's nose touched Silverfrost's and she yowled in thought. A cat stepped forward. "Im okay, Prickleberry dont worry..." Silverfrost whispered. Another cat stepped forward. "Do you know who I am?" she asked. Silverfrost nodded."I Think I do. Mouseclaw? You died when I was a kit! Is it you?" Silverfrost replied. Mouseclaw nodded and stepped forward. "I died in a battle with StormClan. Goldpelt killed me. For this life I give you Courage. Use it to defend your clan." Mouseclaw's muzzle touched Silverstorm's." Silverstar return to your clan as their leader. Guide them well and when it is your time to join us we will welcome you gladly." Snowstorm mewed. "Silverstar!Silverstar!" They chorused. Soon the starry pelts faded. "Prickleberry. Thank you." Silverstar mewed. "For what?" Prickleberry replied. But Silverstar said no more.