~Prologue~
Blind eyes peered out from the dark den. The camp was silent, as it always was at night. Another pair of amber eyes opened within the hollow. "Jayfeather, did you have another dream?" the medicine cat asked drowsily. The gray cat nodded. "Except this time it was different," he whispered. "This was a prophecy." Leafpool was wide awake now. "What was it about?" she questioned. Jayfeather started to tremble. The she-cat, realizing what was wrong, licked her apprentice on the top of his head. "So this was your first prophecy," she said, more of a statement than a question. The younger cat nodded.
"… the wings of wind will carry the red stained lake to peace…"