Hello, yes, I am finally updating. This is a short chapter, but stuff needs to be explained, so the next one will probably be longer. R/r please and thanx. :)

"Firestar, it's good to see you." Said the light brown male gently. "I'm sorry I showed up so unexpectedly."

Firestar stood dumbfound and shocked along with the other cats. They might not have known who Gorsepaw was exactly, but they did know that he was supposed to be dead. They could tell he wasn't alive because he had a faint silver glow around him, that was just unnatural so they had nothing else to do.

"Gorsepaw." Firestar rasped. "You–your...your dead." The ginger colored tom had to sit, eyes wide as he stared at the apprentance. Gorsepaw didn't look much like an apprentance. He would've been made a warrior soon if he hadn't been killed, and now he looked so much wiser.

"I am." Gorsepaw admitted, dipping his head. "I am here as the Unknown One, but you shall know of that soon."

"We have to get Cinderpelt and Morningflower." Firestar said. He got up and turned. "Come, Gingerfur...Gorsepaw."

Everyone cleared the way looking at Gorsepaw in amazement, he might not have been so strange if he wasn't as pale and didn't have the silvery glow about him. Gingerfur felt nervous as she felt eyes on her too. She'd been the one who'd woken up with the dead cat next to her, they would be wary of her too. She couldn't help but be upset with Starclan for sending him when she'd grown so close to the clan and now they seemed so far.

They padded quietly to Cinderpelt's den. Firestar snapped for Leafpaw to get Morningflower and Tallstar from where the Windclan cats slept and recovered. Cinderpelt was in a rush to greet him as though she had something urgent to tell him, but he spoke first.

"Cinderpelt, do you know who this is?" He growled looking at Gorsepaw.

Cinderpelt squinted and tilted her head, she couldn't see it. Then she could, her eyes widened as she actually seemed to take in the glow and the paleness of the cat, his look. She noticed him from gatherings and she looked at Firestar.

"This...this...it can't be possible." She murmured to herself out loud. "It must be...the Unknown one."

Gingerfur's ears pricked, hearing the last part of what Cinderpelt had said. "You know about that. The one's who must travel to find the clan cats!"

"Yes, I wasn't sure but yes, I think it is." Cinderpelt looked up at Firestar. "We need to have a meeting, just you, Gingerfur and me to discuss this." She glanced at the silent Gorsepaw. "For now, you can just stay here, try not to draw too much attention to yourself, be careful. I don't know if you can die or be killed or whatever, just don't leave camp."

"Of course, Cinderpelt." Gorsepaw said politely, dipping his dark brown furred head. He suddenly turned at a cats yowl of surprise. He smiled lightly. "Mother."

An older tortoiseshell queen was staring in shock at the male before her. Morningflower could hardly breath as she looked upon the son she'd lost so long ago. She rushed forward with more speed than she'd felt in so long, nuzzling the dark brown cat and showering his face with motherly licks. She backed up and looked into his face. "Gorsepaw, oh, Gorsepaw."

"Mother, I am so glad to see you again." The brown tom sighed. "I've missed you so much."

"I've missed you too, my son."

"Another prophecy?" Firestar said staring at Cinderpelt with so much desperation that Cinderpelt wished she could tell him everything was fine. There were four of them. Cinderpelt, Gingerfur, Firestar and Sandstorm for moral support. "But we've just figured out the first one."

"Starclan has strange ways of doing things, but they always have a reason." Sandstorm said. "You should know that better than anyone." She pointed out.

"It's quite simple, this one." Cinderpelt explained. "Six cats, marked by their trials must leave all they've ever known. They must find the cat's known as the Council and bring them back in order to save the clan."

"The Council?" Firestar asked, confused.

"The Council of Stars." Sighed Gingerfur. "They were said to be the reincarnations of the First Stars themselves. They backed up any messages that the leaders got so that clans would truly believe them without a doubt. At the time of the wolves they wanted to believe the Council but they did not want to leave their homes. They were all so sure they could defeat the wolves." She shook her head in despair.

"Yes, I see." Growled Firestar softly. "Who are these cats?"

Gingerfur and Cinderpelt exchanged looks. Knowing that this would indeed be difficult to explain. Cinderpelt cleared her throat first and sighed. "Firestar, you must not be angry with Starclan, just listen." She nodded to Gingerfur.

"Whitepaw, Leafpaw, Smallpaw, Ravenpaw, Bane and Gorsepaw." She announced. "Must go and find the Council and bring them back so that we can save the forest."

"What!" Exclaimed both Firestar and Sandstorm. Firestar was instantly on his paws, glaring at her. "No. That can't be true! I won't let them go!"

"Firestar, please." Said Cinderpelt desperately. "If they don't go the forest will be destroyed, everyone will be killed. You must trust Starclan."

Firestar looked like he wanted to argue some more, but Sandstorm whispered lightly in his ear and he sighed. "Fine. But I want Sandstorm to go with them, just to make sure they are okay. Most of them are nothing more than apprentances, Ravenpaw is in bad condition and Bane is a loner. I trust her, but, just incase."

"Good." Sighed Cinderpelt in obvious relief. She got up and nodded. "I shall fetch Ravenpaw, Leafpaw and Whitepaw. Gingerfur, you get Smallpaw and Gorsepaw. Firestar?"

"I'll get Bane." He said stiffly. As he turned to leave he looked Gingerfur directly in the eyes. "I hope you are right."

"I hope so too." She bowed her head in respect then turned away. Tension was clear in the air.

Oooo...r/r. I suppose I'll tell you what it means now.

Enemy of mine, now yours - The enemy of the Stars is now the enemy of the Clans.

Take two away, find a relative answer - If you take two books away it would be A Dangerous Path where the dogs attacked. Wolves are relatives to dogs.

Now the lion shall meet a new enemy - The four clans will have to face the wolves.

Read my new story, too. It's called Breaking Stones, thanx