A/N: Oh my god I'm so sorry it's been so long, y'all. I have serious writers block and school has been kicking my butt. However, this chapter will get finished once I get my muse back. It's about half done right now. So until then... enjoy this sneak peak!
"You shouldn't be here, Honeyshine." Milkstar's voice was quiet and frosty. Honeyshine had not awoken in StarClan; instead she remained in the cave outside of her body. She could see Sootpaw curled up close to her own sleeping form, but he took no notice of the voices around him. "This place isn't for ordinary warriors."
Honeyshine frowned. "I'm not an ordinary warrior, though, am I?" She felt a swell of satisfaction when Milkstar scowled. "You made sure of that. I want answers, Milkstar."
The massive leader sighed and sat down under an overhanging ledge, protecting himself from the spray. "Come, sit," he urged, motioning for her to join him with his tail. "I can't give you all the answers," he began. "I don't know if I can give you any, but I can show you glimpses of the future. Perhaps it will help."
In a blink, Honeyshine was no longer sitting under the roof of the cave. Instead, she was standing on the border of MapleClan and OwlClan. The reek of OwlClan swirled around her, and she could see unclear shapes of cats slipping through the undergrowth and crossing the border without regard. "Who are these cats?"
Milkstar only shook his head and followed the shapes. They still reeked of OwlClan. As they got closer to the center of MapleClan's territory, the scents of MountainClan and BeachClan mingled in, choking Honeyshine until she felt she would drown in the stench. "Why are you here?" Her cry went unnoticed as more cat shapes joined in and headed toward MapleClan's camp.
The scene changed again. Honeyshine was in the center of the camp as life went on around her. She couldn't tell which cat was which until Needlefall and Beeclaw stepped out of the warrior's den, their eyes shining. They swapped urgent whispers before bounding out of camp. "Milkstar! Why can I see them? What does this mean?"
Milkstar looked at her with a great sadness on his face. "I can't tell you, Honeyshine." The world changed to the Moon Falls once more. They were back under the overhang with the roar of the waterfall echoing around them. "You must prepare. The hardest times of your life have yet to come." The old tom leaned forward so his face was nearly touching her's. "You must heal the break, Honeyshine. Peace will not return until the break is mended."