/Spoiler Alert/ If you have not read the whole Power of Three arc and/or Dawn of The Clans arc, read with caution. (I've always wanted to say that!) Prologue
A starry white she-cat bounded across the hunting grounds of the Tribe of Endless Hunting and hurried over to her and her cats' neighboring heaven, StarClan. Excitement pulsed though her once-old body. Once she was there, she searched for a blue-gray she-cat. "Bluestar!" She exclaimed as she spotted the starry leader. "Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you, for letting me do this!" She was now hoping around the she-cat like a kit at its apprentice ceremony. "Alright, you can go now down to the moon pool." She purred with amusement at how kit-like the Stoneteller was acting. She gave Bluestar one last thankful lick on the ear and ran off. She stopped at the first cloud and then took one step on the cloud then put all her weight on it and was half-surprised that she didn't fall through.
Night had fallen by the time she had gotten to the moon-pool. She looked into the beautiful waters before she lapped at it. her eyes grew fully white and her world went black. The former-Stoneteller woke up in a twoleg barn, the one at the horse place. She let out a sigh of relief as she looked down at her normal pelt, no stars woven in.
She was here at last. At the Clans.