Hey people, Eaglestorm here! I'm finally gonna start my second story, and I hope you all enjoy it!
Prologue
A ginger furred tom stood tall in a large clearing, shrouded in moonlight. Silverpelt glistened high above the four massive trees that stood tall over the small grassy area.
"Firestar!" A voice mewed.
The ginger tom looked up in surprise, "Cloudstar? Is that you?"
A pale tom with white patched like clouds and bright blue eyes emerged from the shadows, "Yes, it is me."
Firestar walked up to Cloudstar and licked him on the ear, "It's good to see you and all, but why are you visiting me in my dream?"
Cloudstar's voice changed from it's usual tone to a deeper and wise tone, "If the Thunder, River, Wind and Shadow are to survive, the Sky must return to house them."
Firestar almost fell backwards in surprise, "What? Tell me more!" But Cloudstar was already fading away into darkness. "No! Wait! Don't leave yet!" But Firestar's pleading was pointless. Cloudstar was gone.
Firestar woke with a jolt. Sandstorm was prodding his side lightly, "You were yowling in your sleep, so I came to check on you." She explained, "What's wrong?"
Firestar shook his head, "Nothing, i'm fine. It was just a bad dream." He padded out of his den and through the Thunderclan camp entrance. He needed to take a walk to clear his head.
What could Cloudstar have meant? I already restored Skyclan, so what more could they need! Are they in trouble?
He eventually made it to the Sunningrocks and sat down on the sunbathed boulders. If the Thunder, River, Wind and Shadow are to survive, the Sky must return to house them. What could it mean? He thought about it for what felt like a moon and finally came to a conclusion,
"Skyclan must return."
Sorry for a short first chapter, but hey, it's just the prologue. I promise the future chapters will be longer. I am accepting OC's right now, so you can submit those if you want, and as always, REVIEW!