Prologue

The sunlight filtered through the treetops, dappling the ground in shades of yellow and grey. A lithe she-cat weaved her way around the trunks as she danced down the path. The sound of birds rang happily through her ears. It was the everlasting greenleaf that had once disappeared from this land. It had finally returned, thanks to cats more powerful then those who had lived before.

"Ferncloud!"

A flame-colored tom waved her over. He was sharing a plump vole with another white tom, a dusky brown she-cat, one a dirty gray and another black. The she-cat known as Ferncloud had known all of these cats at one point in her life.

"Greetings, Firestar." She dipped her grey striped head to the former leader and plodded over to join the group. In the distance, her kits played with a ball of moss with another old leader's lost kitten. The she-cat never thought it could be so peaceful, even in StarClan.

The fluffy white warrior cleared his through after swallowing a mouthful of vole. "Yellowfang, are you pleased with the development of ThunderClan?"

The former medicine cat rolled her eyes. Of course the tom would ask her, the most opinionated of the group. She chose to ignore him with a dull purr. After what they had been through these last few moons, she couldn't be happier that everything was okay. But she couldn't let the others know that.

"Mousefur? What about you?" Firestar looked to the former elder, Mousefur. Her pelt was now smooth and thick, her muscles restored under her coat. She had been reborn once she joined StarClan side-by-side with the others.

"I'm just glad to see the others have finally stopped over-working themselves and moved into the elders' den!" Her comment sent a wave of purrs and chuckles through the group. The black cat hadn't said a word, but she wore a toothy grin on her muzzle the entire time.

Mousefur looked around and spotted a swift tom off in the distance, perhaps chasing a rabbit. Another tom plodded after him, his tail streaming behind. Her eyes lit up at the sights. Excusing herself, she ran after her brother and best friend, Runningwind, and Longtail.

One by one, each cat excused themselves to go spread StarClan gossip elsewhere. The only two left were the flame colored leader, and the quiet black cat.

"Something is on your mind, Hollyleaf," Firestar began. His whiskers twitched anxiously. "What is it?"

The she-cat scuffled her paws on the ground. He was right; something was on her mind. But she wasn't quite sure what it was. Was something coming? Was it another prophecy?

"I- I don't know, Firestar." She whispered. Her belly began twisting. Why did she feel so uneasy? It's not like the Dark Forest could attack again, right?

As if he had read her mind, Firestar's green eyes darkened and he whispered, "There is another evil besides the Dark Forest."

"What do you mean?"

Firestar shook his orange head. There was no time to explain. He would have to go to the kit, the one who could help.…