Dovewing's thoughts were buzzing. Ancient cats? Being born again? Having powers was as crazy but being another cat? Being Dove's Wing?

Jayfeather had never told them anything about their past selves. Dovewing was almost angry at him. He should have told her and Lionblaze about this, as important as it is and as much as it impacted them. He'd said that it was for the better, that this was their life now and they shouldn't dwell on the past. He should take his own advice. Jayfeather seemed incredibly emotionally invested in this. That was the only reason Dovewing couldn't be too upset with him. Jayfeather wanted to spare them from the pain he experienced.

Ivypool ran up to her as she entered the camp. "What was that about?"

"Nothing," Dovewing lied. Everything. Her head was still whirling. This could change everything for her.

"Really?" Ivypool sighed. "You should know better than to try and keep something from me. Seriously, nothing always means something. And there's no way you're telling me you were out past sunhigh doing nothing."

"I need to think about it awhile," Dovewing told her. "And it's really hard to explain, that's why were were out so long."

"Alright."

Dovewing glanced across camp and saw both Lionblaze and Bramblestar retreating to their dens. That seemed like a good idea. "I'm going to take a nap."

"It was really that intense, huh?" Ivypool questioned. Dovewing shot her a look. "Just don't come complaining to me when Squirrelflight gets mad at you for napping like a kit."

"I'm sure Bramblestar will excuse me from patrols for a bit," she sighed.

"Wait what? It was that bad?"

"Ivypool please," she said and padded to the warriors' den where she sank into her nest.

"What happened?"

Just as Dovewing was about to put her head down to nap, Bumblestripe stuck his den into the warrior's den. Dovewing looked up at him.

"Don't worry about it," Dovewing told him.

"How could I not?" Bumblestripe asked. "You walked into camp like…" he trailed off to think. "I've never seen you like that."

"Can you two take that outside?" Lionblaze grumbled as he tried to sleep.

"Sorry Lionblaze," Dovewing said to her former mentor then looked at her former mate. "He's just leaving."

"No I'm not," Bumblestripe said. "I'll keep talking and keep keeping Lionblaze from sleeping unless you tell me what's wrong."

"Fine," she sighed and got up. But only because Lionblaze deserves to sleep. Not because I want to talk about my feelings.

"Don't tell him anything!" Lionblaze gave a threatening hiss. Suddenly wide awake, he glared at Bumblestripe.

"Okay, let's go," Bumblestripe said backing away from Lionblaze. "Shall we?"

Bumblestripe started heading out of camp but Doveing stopped him. "Let's just talk here." I don't want our clanmates to get any ideas about us.

Bumblestripe looked disappointed but sat down anyway. "So what's going? Are you okay?"

Dovewing paused. This probably wasn't the greatest idea. She wasn't really ready to talk to Bumblestripe at all and now wasn't the best time to try. "I'm fine."

"Really?" Bumblestripe had a great amount of doubt in his voice.

"Really, there's nothing going on with me," Dovewing said. That was true, Jayfeather said that nothing would happen to her or Lionblaze. Probably. Maybe. "Jayfeather just told us what he found out. Some stuff's going on with him. It was just a lot to process."

"What kind of stuff?"

"... ancestral stuff?"

"StarClan visited him."

"... yes." That wasn't a lie either. Jayfeather did say he had a dream.

"I feel like there's something you're not telling me."

"Of course there is," she said.

"Can you tell me?"

"No. Even if I could talk about it, I wouldn't," she said. "And no, this has nothing to do with the fact we're not mates anymore."

Bumblestripe sighed. "I understand. But keeping whatever this is to yourself can't be a good thing. You should at least tell Ivypool."

"I might," she shrugged.

"That's all I ask," Bumblestripe dipped his head and padded away. Dovewing turned back to the warrior's den but saw Cinderheart padding in. She guessed Lionblaze and Cinderheart needed to talk so she turned around and went to look for Ivypool.

It turned out that Ivypool had gone on patrol while Dovewing was talking to Bumblestripe. Dovewing waited for her by the camp entrance.

"What's up?" the silver she-cat asked her sister when she returned.

"So much," Dovewing sighed.

"Figured," she said. "Want to tell me about it?"

I wouldn't know where to start. "Not really. I'm not supposed to talk about it apparently."

"That didn't stop you from telling me about the three thing," Ivypool said with a gleam in her eye.

"This is different," Dovewing said.

Ivypool frowed, noticing her lack of spirit. "How so?" Dovewing gave a weak shrug. Ivypool frowned furthur. "Do you want to talk about something else to take your mind off it for a bit?"

"Yes! Please! Thank you!"

Ivypool purred in amusement. "So while we're on the topic, I'd like to apologize for how I acted back when I found out about the prophecy."

She still feels bad about that? After all this time? Dovewing waved her off with her tail. "There's nothing to be sorry about."

"I guess I know that but I still shouldn't have gotten angry with you," Ivypool went on. "When we were younger, I always felt like you were so much better than me. And finding out you were chosen by StarClan didn't help."

Dovewing froze as Ivypool said those words. She recalled what Jayfeather said. This had nothing to do with StarClan… It's something not even StarClan knows. Jayfeather had said only Dovewing, Lionblaze and himself were reborn. They were the three, surely that wasn't a coincidence.

Then the prophecy couldn't have come from StarClan. They did not chose me.

Ivypool tipped her head at her silence. "Are you alright? Did I say something?"

"I was not chosen by StarClan!" she blurted out and turned tail and ran out of the ThunderClan camp.