Less than a moon had passed since I had first planted my 'idea' in the minds of cats, using every means necessary; including possessing Ashfoot, the WindClan deputy. So far, it had worked. Firestar had sent a small patrol to find Sol. Unbeknownst to the patrol, I had tagged along, due to the fact Hollyleaf was on the patrol. And after a run-in with a dog pack eerily like the one that had terrorized the forest seasons ago. And now we had found him.
On a sunrise soon before they would return to camp, Ashfur nudged Sol awake. With any luck, Sol would be able to see him.
"Who is there?" he whispered.
I tried to say my name, but no sound came. I tried again, but still nothing.
So instead, I led him to a nearby stream, by brushing what should be my tail in his face. Once there, I dove into the stream.
It worked. The water wreathed around my form, giving me solid form.
"I am Ashfur. And I have some questions for you."
He laughed at this. "And you believe I have the answers?"
"I was told you did. The badger wouldn't lie."
"Badger? Midnight came to you? You're dead."
"Exactly. I can't move on until I do something. Hollyleaf has that figured out. But, I did some digging, and I found this interesting prophecy."
At my word his eyes bugged out of his head so far. "You-you know about the-the prophecy?"
"Amazing how much you can find out when you can possess cat's bodies," I said dryly, just a hint of sarcasm in my voice.
"So then, what do you need to know?" he inquired.
"Everything."
I smiled to myself as I heard Sol follow Ashfur. The plan was working so far. Ashfur was to find out information on the prophecy. I was to reveal all he had seen at the Moonpool to the Clans at the Gathering. Then I needed an escape.
I wondered how well those tunnels were to live in.