Okay, this chapter is not one of my best, but I think that it is still important to the plot for later on. If you don't like it, I understand, just post why in the reviews, or pm me if it is very important, like new cats to add as apprentices in other clans! I have not said this for a while, so here goes. I don't own warriors. I wish i did, but I don't.

Hailkit was in the medicine den waiting for Jayfeather to come back with poppy seeds to soothe her aching paw. She had been waiting for what had seemed like moons, but had probably been more like moments, when he came out of his store with a rather small poppy head. "These are the last of the poppy seeds," he said, "I'm going to need to go out and collect some more."

He shook a couple of seeds out of the flower. "Lick them up," he said, "you'll start to feel tired, but that's normal." Hailkit licked them up, and as soon as she did, she started to feel exhaustion flooding her senses, before she could say anything, her head hit the ground and she fell into a deep slumber.

She was in a forest. Not like the forests around the lake. It was too bright for that.

"H-Hello? Is anyone there?" She called quietly. Suddenly, she saw an orange tail sliding into the shadows.

She scampered after it, hoping it was another cat. Questions were buzzing in her mind. Where was she? How did she get here? Who was she following? What was she following? Where was she going?

Some of these questions were answered when she got to a clearing with a large rock in the middle of it. Standing on this rock was a cat that Hailkit didn't recognize. He was an orange tom, with bright green eyes that bored into her amber ones. "Wh-Who are you?" asked Hailkit fearfully.

"I am Firestar," said the tom,"I was the leader of Thunderclan before Bramblestar."

"Why am I here?"

"I have something to tell you."

"Where are we?"

"We are in the woods of Starclan, the home of your warrior ancestors."

"What's the message you have to tell me?"

"Five, children of three, must save the clans from an evil never even imagined. Like greencough, if left untreated, the clans will fade into the mist."

As he spoke, the wind had picked up, and Hailkit felt herself fading away. "Wait! I don't understand!" She shouted.

"You will soon enough." Came his reply, barely a whisper over the howling of the wind.

The wind had picked up so much that Hailkit was scared that she would get thrown into a tree trunk, when her vision faded into blackness.

How was that? Remember, review and give me your CONSTRUCTIVE criticism. Thanks!

Snowfur