Windstar was sleeping; Mistfeather was close by him shallowly breathing to the morning air, with her black wings covering herself.
When Windstar woke, he was in a lush forest. Why am I here? I can't join StarClan yet! Wind sniffed for signs of life, in case a spirit was going to share tongues with him.
"Hello, old friend." Windstar turned around to see Bearstar, the former leader of the Air Tribe. "Bearstar looked at Windstar with a worried frown. Wind was Bearstar's brother. And he knew when something was wrong.
"What do you need to speak to me about, Bearstar?"
"I see dark times ahead of the Air Tribe."
Windstar didn't know what to think.
"There will be two cats from each tribe, and those cats will overthrow you and the other leaders. There will be chaos! Train your warriors to respect loyalty and the code."
Windstar watched as his brother faded away in his dream.
