Windstar's white pelt stuck out against the blackness of the forest. A starry cat moved toward him. The cat looked exactly like him.
"Why are you here Brother?" the cat asked.
"Raincloud." Windstar purred. His sister looked troubled.
"Why are you here?" she repeated.
"To find answers."
"Answers for what? Everything you need has been placed before you." She mewed.
"What do I do about the loners I took in? Was it right? And will there be a battle with EchoClan?" the words poured from him.
Raincloud disappeared and suddenly he was in a different part of the forest. A makeshift den lay before him.
"Stay here. I'll be back in a few." Blackwater mewed to three small kits.
The tom patted away for a hunt and the three kits quickly ran back inside.
Windstar jumped when he heard rustling behind him.
"Flamepaw! Stop making so much noise! You'll wake every sleeping creature in the forest!" Racoontail scolded his son.
The ginger apprentice said nothing as the pair snuck inside the den. Fear pierced the white leader. "No!" he yelled as he heard the shrikes of the kits. Then the two tom's emerged, saying something, but Windstar wasn't listing. He raced inside the den to find the three kits huddled in a corner. /They're alive! / He thought. But as he drew closer he couldn't see the rise and fall of their pelts. "No…" he repeated, this time softer.
When Windstar opened his eyes, he could see the sun rising over the hills. He started on his way back.
"Did you speak with StarClan yet?" Eveningpelt asked the medicine cat again.
"Yes actually, they came to me last night. But I must speak to Windstar once he re…" yowls where heard outside. The two she-cats patted out to see what was happening. Windstar was leaning against Wolfpaw and Aspenpaw, his white pelt turned scarlet…