Prologue
Crowstar padded into his den. He grumbled quietly to himself, "Flowershine thinks she knows everything," before collapsing into his moss nest. He placed his chin on his paws and thought. His mate, Flowershine, loved him. But yet she would argue with him and constantly get angry at him. He knew she never meant to get under his fur, but she did. Crowstar rolled his eyes. I hope none of our kits turn out like her. Crowstar was stunned at the harsh words he's just thought. He shook his head and thought to himself, I don't mean that. Flowershine is amazing. I don't know what I'd do without her. He shut his eyes and curled into a ball. He wondered what his Clan would think if they knew he had internal arguments with himself. But at the time, he was tired, and all he wanted to do was sleep.
Crowstar shut his eyes. He felt the weight of a hard day's work on his eyelids, in his paws, down his spine. He relaxed his muscles and let himself drift into sleep.
Crowstar looked around. He was in a snowy forest, surrounded by a vast white wonderland. Behind him he heard a gentle crunch in the snow. He turned around swiftly, hackles raised, claws unsheathed, and hissed. He relaxed as he recognized his father. His tall, lean gray shape glowed in the white light of the fallen snow. His green eyes were serious, his tone commanding as he spoke, "Son, I must speak to you."
Crowstar trotted over to his father, Stonepelt, and nuzzled his cheek, "I havn't seenn you in a long time, father."
Stonepelt let out a soft purr, "All has been well, so I didn't need to visit."
"That's a good thing," Crowstar said, "But why are you here now? Everything is fine in the Clans,"
"I've come to warn you son, listen close,"
"No riddles, father!" Crowstar said angrily, "Please, I don't have any time to spare! I don't want to decipher a hidden message!"
"No riddles," Stonepelt said humorously. His green gaze hardened, "But you must listen." He took a breath. Crowstar perked his ears to catch every word. "The Clans are in danger. An enemy is coming, greater than any you've ever dreamed of. A creation of Earth, nothing StarClan can stop. We're not sure what it is, but we know you must leave your territory before it comes."
Crowstar was puzzled, "Leave? Why?"
"You must!" Stonepelt said demandingly, "Or you will suffer a horrible death. Listen, Crowstar. Each leader will recieve this message. All of the Clans, not just the ones in this territory will have to migrate."
"What do you-"
"There are more Clans than you think, son. Each one will have to move. You will all meet in one place, and continue your journey together." Stonepelt said.
Crowstar opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off.
"I must go now." Stonepelt said, "You have to leave, or else suffer the consiquences. Understand?" Crowstar nodded "Good. You will travel past the twoleg place, beyond the mountains, beyond the forest, and past the moorland. You will meet the other leaders in a cave. You will bring your Clanmates, and the other leaders will bring theirs." Stonepelt smiled as Crowstar nodded his understanding, "You will leave tomorrow. Goodbye, son." Stonepelt stepped forwards to nuzzle his son, and Crowstar pressed his muzzle against his father's neck, squeezing his eyes shut. But when he opened them, Stonepelt was gone, and Crowstar was left alone in the snowy forest.
