Hawkfrost POV

A star filled pool filled Hawkfrost's sight, he has never been here when we was alive. He had only heard Dark forest trainees talking about it and never imagined it was this pretty. The miniature lake reflected the stars perfectly like there was a sky in the ground, no wonder why Starclan has chosen this place to speak with their descendants. Hawkfrost felt a strong pang of guilt and regret as he remembered he is not one of Starclan. That was his choice moons ago to side with his father Tigerstar to become leader and take over the forest. That only lead to his death and going to the Dark forest. An appearance of a Starclan cat interrupted his thoughts. It was the same crooked jaw cat he saw back at the border between the Dark forest and Starclan.

"Greetings Hawkfrost I have been expecting you." The cat meowed.

"How do you know my name?" Hawkfrost asked the cat.

"I recognized you from the great battle."

the tom replied. The tom seemed to ignore his question."You looked like you were much help with your "friends" weren't you?"

"I didn't want to fight my sister." Hawkfrost told the cat. "I thought it was bad enough to what I have already done to her..." The brown tabby trailed.

Bramblestar POV

Bramblestar wasn't believing to what he was seeing, his brother who choose the path of darkness now wanting to change? How was it even possible for a Dark forest cat to even want to leave the evil. He pondered if other cats in that dark and evil place felt the same way? Did his father Tigerstar ever wished he would not have wanted all that power and died a horrible death in the claws of Scourge? All these questions filled Bramblestar's head, how things could of turned out differently if this father wasn't so power hungry and evil.

"Who are you any way?" Hawkfrost's voice paused Bramblestar's thoughts. He heard Graystripe snickering behind him.

"What?!" He harshly whispered.

"He doesn't know that's Crookedstar". Graystripe giggled.

"I'm Crookedstar, I was the leader of Riverclan before Leopardstar." Crookedstar meowed.

Hawkfrost nodded, but Bramblestar knew how he felt about Leopardstar and her deputy Mistyfoot now Mistystar. Is that what his brother's attentions where?

"I am here you give you a second chance. After to what I saw back in Starclan you proven you still have good in your spirit." Crookedstar said.

Bramblestar's eyes widened with shock and Hawkfrost mirrored the same expression. Graystripe just did a sharp smile.

What was he talking about? What did he do in Starclan besides getting chased out? Bramblestar wondered.

"I don't deserve this Crookedstar, give a second chance to a cat who does." The frosty tabby returned. "This was my choice and I have to stay with it forever."

Bramblestar couldn't believe these words were coming out of this brother. The same cat who joined him in training in the Dark forest with their father, the one who wanted to get rid of the Riverclan deputy for his own ambition.

"Starclan has a plan for you." Crookedstar said.

What does he mean by that? Bramblestar thought. Bramblestar soon noticed Hawkfrost's pelt got less translucent as seconds passed, Crookedstar was gone. It was so quiet that Graystripe's laugh startled him.

"Shut up! You can't let him know we're here!" Brambleclaw snapped.

"But his pelt is covered in death berry juice!" Graystripe giggled.

"But I don't think that's- Bramblestar sniffed the air, a sour stale blood scent filled Bramblestar's nose. The prophecy that he received moons ago echoed in his mind. Before there is peace blood will spill blood turning the lake red.

"You go Hotfrost! You show that Dork forest how-