"Winter is cold and summer is warm, nothing can change that. But maybe he can change his future," Firestar commented. "Maybe by telling him he's going to die will help. Maybe he'll find a way to prevent it."

"Maybe. Or maybe he'll find a way to make his death sooner," Yellowfang growled out, "he's dumb like that."

"He'll know what to do," Hollyleaf didn't seem to be paying attention at all but she was.

"And how do you know?" Yellowfang hissed to the black she-cat.

"I don't, but he's my brother. I have to believe in him."

Yellowfang sighed. "Fair enough. He makes his own decisions. Maybe he'll even bring Briarlight!" Yellowfang shouted sarcastically.

Hollyleaf hissed at the old she-cat. "Hey flea-bag, don't talk bad about my brother."

Yellowfang just smirked at Hollyleaf. "Been there, done that."

Hollyleaf turned and faced away from the she-cat with her fur raised and shoulders hunched.

"Somebody got a hairball?" Yellowfang taunted Hollyleaf.

"Yellowfang let's pay attention to what's really important. We should tell Jayfeather," Firestar said as he stepped in front of the she-cat.

Yellowfang just shrugged. "Go ahead Firestar. You must be so much smarter than me. You must know better than me."

"That's not what I'm saying!" Firestar's neck-fur raised in defense.

"Of course it is! You think you know better than me!" Yellowfang challenged him.

Firestar glared at Yellowfang, who stood there with her head held high. Bluestar looked between the two cats. "You two better stop now," she warned.

"Or what? You'll cry?" Yellowfang hissed at her old leader.

"Or I'll tell Jayfeather myself," she said.

"Go ahead. Your mistake," Yellowfang gave her a little smirk as she turned and walked away from the group and into the undergrowth of StarClan.

"Honestly, what should we do?" Lionheart spoke up.

"Not sure," Firestar commented.

"He might be able to change the future. We should try it," Bluestar pointed out. "The worst that happens is he dies sooner than two moons."

Firestar nodded, "true. The decision is made?"

"Yes. We will tell Jayfeather that he's going to die tonight," Bluestar promised.

Lionheart and Hollyleaf nodded.

"Who'll do it?" Lionheart asked.

"I will," Yellowfang had come back.

"Can we trust you?" Hollyleaf hissed.

Yellowfang nodded. "I'll tell him."

"Good," Bluestar said.

I know! So short! It's just the prologue though. The chapters will be longer, I swear! Anyways, I'm so excited to write this! I want to make it as good as I can. Bye guys!

-RatScars