A/N: Ask and you shall recieve, I bring to you the sequel to "Rise of FireClan", "RoF: A Clan Divided"! I'll be doing a time skip and a rather big one at that.

Prologue
Changes Are A Foot

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The leaves were crisp and green as they shimmered in the warmth of the sun. The sky was clear and bright as a gentle breeze caressed the leafy canopies and tall lush green grasses of the meadow. Near by a creek softly hummed with it's quiet waters that shined like moonlight. Everything from the tiniest insect to the spirits that called this realm home gave off a misty ethereal glow. Laughter accompanied bird song as kittens and apprentices raced out of their dens to play under the watchful eyes of the older cats.

It was paradise.

At the heart of these hunting grounds was a impressive lake that seemed to almost be like a mirror with the way it shimmered and reflected with it's billions of stars and glowing water. It's on it's sandy banks was one of the most ancient of the spirits here; one that had been there since the dawn of time many had claimed. Her pelt was white and as fluffy as the softest cloud. Her built elegant and lean with long legs and tail and ears big and tall like a bat's. Her eyes were glowed like stars as she stretched out and sniffed at the water. She went by many names: The First One, Great Mother, The Guardian, One Who Guides, The Radiant One...but the name StarClan and the clans below among the living knew her as?

The Guiding Warrior.

She never moved from her vigil here at the lake so her light in Silverpelt never moved. Always in her spot in the north, guiding those below the stars. She served another purpose: She was the judge She decided if one got into paradise or were damned. She was like a gate keeper and court one could say. She pawed at the water and it instantly showed the lakeside territories where RiverClan, WindClan, SkyClan, and BloodClan dwelled. There had been a massive war down below between the clans and a large group of rogues. But everything seemed okay now so she swiped her paw on the surface again.

This time as the ripples smoothed out it revealed FireClan's territory. This was the clan created a few generations ago by the late Firestar. Everything seemed orderly and peaceful as she watched the clan go about it's daily life. Her ear swerved backward as she heard paw steps. She scented the air and knew instantly...Firestar.

"What brings you here my kitten?"she mewed, her voice sounded like a wind chime that danced in the breeze.

The scarred flame colored tom took this as an invitation and sat down by her side, bowing his head in respect for the ancient spirit. "Guiding Warrior, am I not allowed to say hello to you?"he purred politely.

The she-cat mrowed in laughter at the tom's comment, "No you are always welcome my kitten."

Firestar looked over into the water to see what the old spirit was looking at. He could not help but purr in awe at the sight. It was his clan that he had created...it had grown and was flourishing. It had been at least two generations since Phantomstar had passed during getting rid of a cougar that had strayed from the mountains. It had also been a few days since the recent leader, his own kin had taken over. His ears perked as he noticed the image move into the camp. The sound of queen screaming reached his ears.

The spirit was also interested and with a flick of her tail got the vision to go into the nursery. It was a white she-cat with a flame colored pelt and chilling blue eyes. This had to be Phantomstar's granddaughter, Littlefire and the current leader's mate. She was defiantly kitting by the looks of the hustle and bustle of the old graying calico she-cat tending to her. The spirit could feel it, she knew when a new life would make it's paw print in history...and she was feeling it with this litter as they watched. The first was a blue cream tortie she-cat with fluffy fur. Then came the last one and it was the most unusual for the tiny tom looked nothing like either parents. The newborn tom's fur was long and smokey black on the ears, face, limbs, and tail and lightened up to a sort of dark smokey silver. The kit had black smoke fur!

"Why don't you go see for yourself, kitten?"urged the spirit.

Firestar didn't waste a second and leaped into the water and came out the other side in the world of the living, racing down like a shooting star. Quietly he landed in the camp of his clan, the massive old oak tree's leaves were scattering light to the earth below it's branches. Nobody could see him; he was just a ghost. So he easily made it to the nursery around the same time the medicine cat was wrapping up with her apprentice after Littlefire's kitting. The scarred leader went over to stand over them, gingerly sniffing each kit.

Something about that tom was telling him a great change was a foot and he could actually see it. His Attention turned to see the black furred leader with the white blaze and muzzle. His orange eyes burned like coals and his pelt covered in scars from battles. This was defiantly the stoic, ambitious new leader, Clawstar. Clawstar was Hollyleaf's grandson, making the leader his direct kin. But the tom...had a bit of a temper and mean streak that continued to concern Firestar and even Phantomstar.

As Clawstar looked at his son Firestar saw a strenge sight: Clawstar wounding his own adult son. The scarred FireClan founder shooked his head. "Defiantly important."Firestar thought. Quietly he sleeked out and over to the tangle of roots where the medicine den was. Inside he saw the old aging calico with her golden tabby apprentice in the middle of sorting. The calico she-cat was Berrybloom while the younger tabby tom was Snakesight. Firestar opted for going to the younger medicine cat's side and spoke,

Claws that have gone mad, smothering all you understand
One will split in two as the smoke spreads from the fire
All it took transpire was a flower to expire.

Snakesight's yellow eyes turned wide as his fur bristled at hearing this warning of Firestar's as he watched a vision of fire and smoke and claws stained with blood ripping through the flames. Petals burning up in the blaze...and it terrified the younger medicine cat. One thing Snakesight knew: Things were never gonna be the same.

To Be Continued...

-FireClan Allegiance (After Prologue)-

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Leader - Clawstar: Black battle scarred tom with intense orange eyes.

Deputy - Volefang: A chocolate tom, with short fur, and amber eyes.
Apprentice: Nightpaw

Medicine Cat - Snakesight: Golden tabby tom with yellow eyes.

Warriors - Heathernose: A short haired, apricot mackerel tabby tom, with amber eyes.

Firefoot: A red spotted tabby she-cat, with short fur, and amber eyes.
Apprentice: Fogpaw

Oakfang: A short haired, lilac mackerel tabby tom, with yellow eyes.

Beestrike: A short haired, red classic tabby tom, with copper eyes.

Snowthroat: A mostly white, blue and cream calico torbie she-cat and green eyes.

Sandear: A mostly white fluffy chocolate and red classic calico she-cat and yellow eyes.

Ravenleg: a black she-cat, with short fur, and amber eyes.

Goldentail: a cream classic tabby Turkish Van tom with long fur and gold eyes.

Wolfclaw: Scruffy, scarred dark grey tom with a missing eye.

Apprentices - Fogpaw: A caramel mackerel tabby tom with short fur and copper eyes.

Nightpaw: Pretty black she-cat with freckle like splotches on face and belly.

Queens - Littlefire: Beautiful white she-cat with flame colored patches and green eyes.
Kits: Smokekit & Ripplekit

Rosebriar: A short haired, red spotted tabby she-cat, with copper eyes.
Kits: Patchkit

Silvershadow: Lithe, lean, swift beautiful silver tabby she-cat with brilliant blue eyes.[Nursery caretaker]

Elders - Froststream: A white tom, with short fur, and hazel eyes.

Berrybloom: Calico she-cat that's a little hard of hearing and has a torn ear.

-Outside The Clan-

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Cornflower: Pretty Seal-point siamese she-cat.

Levi: Handsome lynx-point siamese she-cat; Cornflower's brother.