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Prologue
A dark river spotted with stars raced along between two low banks. On the right bank a flame colored cat paced, stirring up the soft dirt beside the river and tearing at the faintly glowing moss with his claws.
He stopped as he realized that there was a bright pair of eyes watching him from across the river.
He stopped, turning towards the eyes. They were bright, no doubt, but not with the tell-tale sparkle that resided in the eyes of the cats of StarClan.
The eyes glowed pale amber, filling the watched cat with menace.
As the Firestar watched, the glowing eyes turned, never having blinked, and disappeared. Firestar couldn't pick up any starry glints of a StarClan pelt either.
Suddenly he jumped as a voice sounded behind him.
"Firestar?" Firestar turned to the sound to find a small black and white cat, of apprentice age with stars riddled through its pelt.
Firestar was once again glad that the marks of the young toms horrible death had not followed him to StarClan.
"Greetings, Swiftpaw. You startled me." Firestar mewed, looking affectionately at the apprentice.
Swiftpaw purred happily. Even if he was of StarClan, he was still an apprentice. "Bluestar sent me to find you. There is a gathering."
Firestar sighed with relief. Finally something was going to be done. He followed Swiftpaw, pushing the dark eyes to the back of his mind.
***
The starry hollow was filled with cats. Although the cats were from all of the four Clans, they now shared the same scent of StarClan.
Swiftpaw joined into the throng, leaving Firestar to make his way to the center.
The cats parted slightly, making it easier for him to make his way to the pool.
When he did, he stopped. Every time he came to the pool, he would pause to look into it, searching for a glimpse of his former Clan.
After a moment, he raised his head to meet the eyes of the other former Clan leaders. They dipped their heads in acknowledgment.
"Welcome, Firestar." Mewed Onestar, flicking Firestar companionably along the flank with his tail.
A large white tom with black paws, Blackstar, former leader of ShadowClan, spoke agitatedly. "If you are all ready, then?"
The former leaders of the Clans walked to the pool, lying down beside it. The leaders eyes closed as soon as their noses came in contact with the pool.
Warriors from all four Clans watched anxiously.
As soon as Firestars eyes closed, the rock below him grew cold.
***
A light frost covered the ground. Small green buds covered the trees, and small, light green shoots of grass were poking through the thawing earth. Greenleaf was on its way.
Firestar padded along the hard earth, recognizing the forest around him. He could scent the lake right beyond the line of trees.
He emerged into a marshy area beside the lake. He stepped on the clumps of grass to avoid the mud. When he reached the edge of the lake, he jumped onto the slippery trunk of a fallen tree.
The tree was covered with ice. Firestar felt the cold numbing his paws, but he continued along. About half way down the trunk, he slipped.
He scrabbled desperately with his front paws. The lake below him was covered with a thin layer of ice. It might hold up a small cat walking along it carefully, but there was no way that it would hold up the weight of a cat as large as Firestar falling.
Of course, the water could do nothing but make him cold. He could feel everything around him, but he could not cause anything to happen. He did not realise this as he thought about breaking the ice, which he could not do.
Desperately he bit a small protruding branch. His teeth broke the thin layer of ice covering the branch, and he managed to get a hold. He pulled himself back onto the trunk.
He rested for a moment, thinking quickly. Why had he been going this way? He had not tried to direct himself at all till he had almost fallen. It now seemed that he had broken whatever kind of trance had over come him.
But he still felt a pull at the edges of his mind, pulling him towards the island. He got up and continued along the bridge.
He soon reached the end and jumped down. Just as he did so a mottled streak of fur ran past him. It leaped onto the bridge, scrabbled briefly to keep its balance, and then disappeared along the trunk in a hurry.
Firestar wondered about the cat. He had not picked up a Clan scent, but he couldn't know for sure. He continued on his way.
When he reached the clearing, he began to pad towards a tall tree with low hanging branches. Firestar was confused. He had not seen any other cats besides the one who had run past him.
Then suddenly his ears perked up. He had thought he heard a tiny mew. He headed towards the sound.
Near the base of the tree he found a small bundle of fur. A light dusting of snow lay on top of it, and it shivered convulsively.
Firestar reached his nose out to nudge it – and fell through darkness.