Elsi: STORY TIME! I'll get on to writing an actual chapter sometime soon, but here's a prologue I wrote in like...three minutes. I'm really bad at effective, short prologues, but this one might be the worst one yet. Woo-hoo. The first one, surprisingly, is my favorite. Is that sad? It's sad. Anyways. They're talking about Willowpaw, if you can't figure it out.

Trek: It might not be a bad idea to read at least the last few chapters of Book Two, if they aren't fresh in your mind. It might provide some context into Doveheart, Ivypool, and Jayfeather's thoughts here.

Elsi: Right, what he said!

Trek: Also, Elsi doesn't own Warriors. She does own this plotline, however. The Five, at least, and their friends.

Prologue

The fluffy grey she-cat was unhappy, and she faced down her former mentor with a look of annoyance.

"You said I could go when things got better," she demanded. "Things are better. What more do you want, Lionblaze?"

"Doveheart…I just…it doesn't feel right," admitted Lionblaze. "It feels like the rest of my kits are supposed to do something, not just you." Doveheart lashed her little tail.

"Send Skypaw with me, then," she decided. "But…er…StarClan told me that I need to go. Me."

"StarClan told you?" A silver tabby tom looked between them both. "Why didn't you tell us?"

"It didn't seem important," Doveheart said. "Why do you look so worried about that?" The tabby tom stared at her with foggy blue eyes for a few seconds before sighing.

"Ivypool?" They all looked in the direction of the fourth member of their party. Sitting like an outsider, the tabby she-cat looked up in surprise when all eyes turned to her.

"It's just that…StarClan's messages have been confusing lately," admitted Ivypool. "I don't know which ones we can trust, and which ones we can't trust."

"StarClan have always been here for us," the golden tom insisted. "Right, Jayfeather?"

"Right," Jayfeather affirmed, but he looked as if he was convincing himself more than the others. Something was clearly wrong. Doveheart sighed in impatience.

"What does it matter who told me to go?" Doveheart demanded. "I will go find Willowpaw. I want to go now."

"Maybe Bramblestar will send a search party for you," Jayfeather suggested. "We can ask him in the morning."

"No!" Doveheart protested, her amber eyes flashing. "I don't want a big party to come with me. Just me, that's okay." The Ivypool tilted her head, and Doveheart sent her a pleading look. They understood each other, and Lionblaze didn't notice the look. Jayfeather, however, did.

"After the ceremony tomorrow," Lionblaze insisted. "At least wait until then." Doveheart sighed, but she nodded in agreement.

"After the ceremony tomorrow," she agreed sullenly. Her eyes shone. "I won't fail." Lionblaze smiled gratefully. Jayfeather and Ivypool exchanged a worried look, missed by the other two. They knew that there would be a complication somewhere – nothing StarClan said these days could be completely relied on. They were really on their own.

Elsi: Darn! On their own! That sounds unfortunate. Silly StarClan, splitting in half. Why would you do such a stupid thing?

Trek: A nice story?

Elsi: SHHHH. Anyways, welcome to Book Three! Review if my prologue was alright! Or if it wasn't. That's acceptable as well.