In this chapter is Feathertail. Feathertail died, but she is in this chapter anyway so please excuse that. Special thanks to xXJayfeatherXx and ScourgexScarlet for R&Ring!

Larksong and Mousepelt saw the two apprentices approaching. "Good morning," Larksong mewed.

"Hi, Larksong, Hi Mousepelt!" Mistypaw meowed excitedly.

"Hi," Emberpaw said rather quietly. The two mentors didn't seem to notice, and they all went hunting together.

"What do you smell?" Mousepelt asked quietly.

"The Thunderpath," Emberpaw said promptly.

"A vole," Mistypaw said hurriedly. She darted off and and came back with a vole in her mouth.

"Good job!" Mousepelt said. "I can see that your tracking skills have improved." Mistypaw's eyes gleamed. Emberpaw didn't notice. He felt too unsettled by that dream he had. Who were those cats?

"Emberpaw? Why don't you try hunting?" Larksong mewed. "Emberpaw? What's wrong?"

This snapped Emberpaw out of his trance. "Huh? Yeah. Nothing. Just wait." He sniffed and the scent of squirrel wafted up to his nose. He waited for the right moment, and pounced. He felt his jaws sink into flesh, and brought it up.

"Good job!" Larksong mewed. "Both of your skills have improved. Now let's bury these and hunt some more."

The four cats padded off. Suddenly Emberpaw stopped. Mistypaw bumped into his flank. "Ow, Emberpaw, what are you-" then she broke off after she saw what Emberpaw was seeing.

There was a huge Twoleg monster right in front of them, and it was heading straight towards them!

"Quick! Over here!" Mousepelt yowled, dashing over to a clump of bracken so it would hide them. They all leaped towards it and dove for cover.

The Twoleg truck stopped. It was exactly like the one Pearlclaw had described it. "C'mon, let's get back to camp," Larksong mewed.

Back at the ThunderClan camp, Sorreltail had just returned from border patrol and was eating her fresh-kill. "Sorreltail," Firestar said. "Cinderpelt says she saw you in a dream. Have you been having any dreams lately?"

Sorreltail stopped dead. "Uh-um, well...no. I mean yes. I mean, well, yes."

"What was it about? You don't have to tell me, though."

Sorreltail kept silent for a while. Then she took a deep breath. "Well, I was in a different forest, and a cat came to me and said, 'Thunder and River will come to Fire, and release it from the Dark Forest's grasp.'"

"That's exactly what Cinderpelt told me!" Firestar exclaimed. "Perhaps..why don't you, me, and Cinderpelt talk together, alright? Come on." Sorreltail followed him to the medicine cat's den.

"Cinderpelt," Firestar called softly.

Leafpaw appeared at the entrance. "Cinderpelt? Oh, she's not here. She's out collecting herbs."

"Oh. Well, thanks for telling us, Leafpaw." Firestar signaled for Sorreltail to follow him into his den.

Once they were safely inside it, Firestar mewed, "I think you must go on a quest."

"But me?"

He nodded. "Doesn't StarClan always choose the strangest cats?"

"True. They chose you, a kittypet. But you were more of a warrior than a kittypet."

"We'll just have to wait for another sign."

"Right, yeah."

"I'll have Cinderpelt teach you as much as she can. Tomorrow, stay at camp and go to Cinderpelt's, so you'll have a lesser chance to get sick on the journey." Sorreltail knew at that point he wanted to say "die", but decided not to bring up the subject.

Stormfur wasn't having a great snooze. He kept looking out at the stars, and wondering why StarClan had sent him that dream. What was it? Was it a quest? All he knew was that thunder must be ThunderClan and river must have been RiverClan.

If it was a quest, though, some cat from ThunderClan and someone from RiverClan would go to fire? "But why me?" Stormfur complained. And why would they go to fire? Didn't all creatures fear fire? StarClan must have thought he was pretty brave to send him on a quest like this. "Well, I'm sorry, StarClan, you're wrong," Stormfur mewed.

"No we're not," a voice said behind him. Stormfur twisted around. Behind him was a bluish greyish cat.

"Bluestar!" he cried.

"Shh, my little one." Her slendy body was glowing and ghostlike. "You, Stormfur, are one of the two cats to go on the quest. I hope you understand that."

"But..." he sighed. "Who is the one from ThunderClan? Is it Sorreltail? Because she had the dream too."

"You'll just have to find out..." Bluestar mewed, and faded away.

"Wait! Tell me more!" Stormfur cried, but she was out of reach and gone. The first rays of light were seeping into the den.

"Stormfur, you've been yowling all night, what is wrong?" Feathertail complained beside him.

"Oh...nothing! Nothing." Stormfur felt troubled. Why me? Why do I have to go on a quest?

"Well you better get up quickly, because you're leading dawn patrol, remember?"

Stormfur nodded quickly, and said, "Right." He padded out the warriors den and waited for the rest of the patrol to come, Blackclaw, Voletooth, and Stonestream. "C'mon," he mewed.

As they marked the borders, Stonestream broke the silence. "I heard Mistystar is going to make Hawkfrost deputy."

"Really?" Blackclaw asked. "I mean, he is Tigerstar's son and all, but what if he follows the same path as him?"

"Hopefully that won't happen. He's pretty popular, right?" Voletooth mewed. "Right, Stormfur?"

Stormfur didn't answer. But I don't want to go on a quest, he thought. Well, life goes on. I bet Sorreltail is the one from ThunderClan, but FireClan...they must live far away-

"Stormfur? I asked you a question, Stormfur!"

"Oh! Um, yeah." The truth was, Stormfur had no idea what he was talking about.

"Hey, um," Voletooth's voice dropped to a whisper. "Stormfur, what's wrong?"

"N-nothing." Stormfur left it at that.

Finally, after a moment's hesitation, Voletooth dropped the subject. "Hey, Blackclaw, Stonestream, Stormfur, how about we hunt for a little while?"

Stormfur nodded in approval. "I am hungry," he admitted. The others agreed.

Stormfur pricked his ears, trying to forget the dream, and dropped into a low crouch. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a mouse nibbling on a seed. His tail swished back and forth, and then he pounced. He felt the satisfying crunch of bones. Voletooth had caught a squirrel and was sharing it with Stonestream. Blackclaw's gaze was still fixed on a vole.