Chapter 1: Tranquility
Dawn awoke, looking up at the tree canopy. 'Where... am I?' she thought blearily as she rolled around. She sat up, almost falling over due to dizziness. 'Ugh! My head hurts like hell!' She looked down to the bottom of the hill she sat on, the shade feeling good against her back. "Who goes there! Show yourself!" a voice screeched behind her. She wheeled around to see her attackers. "Cats?" She didn't even know she said it aloud.
A male cat walked up to her nose. "What do you think we are? Rabbits?" He seemed rather tall for a cat. He had broad shoulders and a nicked ear, as if he were in a fight and it got cut. His orange pelt gleamed in the dim lighting, standing out entirely from the greenery around him. She finally noticed a familiar cat, the one from her dream. "Jayfeather? Is that you?" she asked, curious as to who this cat may be.
The cats ear twitched towards her. "Huh? Who are you? Wait a second, maybe she is that girl..." He mumbled the last part to himself. He walked up to her and sniffed. "Jayfeather! What are you doing!" a black she-cat hissed, obviously worried about the cat. "It is you..." he mumbled. Suddenly he looked up at her face. "Dawn, correct? From the prophecy." the cat inquired, the other two, their mouth slightly agape.
The other two walked towards Jayfeather, the she-cat nuzzling him a bit. "Jayfeather, how do you know this cat? She is certainly not from around here..." a took a minute for Dawn to register what the black cat had said. 'CAT! As in C-A-T! I am not a cat!' she thought, frantically checking to make sure. She saw a puddle and raced towards it, skidding to a halt right at the edge. Staring back at her was a white cat with brown ears, tail, muzzle, and left eye. 'OH SHITAKKI MUSHROOMS! SHE WAS RIGHT!'
Her large, mix matched eyes of green and gold blinked. "HOW THE HOLY MOTHER OF ALL BAD WORDS DID THIS HAPPEN!" She yowled, clear as day for everyone to hear. The two unknown cats looked at her as if she were crazy. She was running around in a panic, obviously surprising the trio. She, all of a sudden, had tripped on a stick and flew for a couple of yards. "Ow ow ow ow ow ow... That fucking hurts!" She drug herself back by the others, the pain killing the panic-attack.
"Sooo, how do you know Jayfeather?" the black cat was trying to start a conversation. She looked to Jayfeather for help. "We met in StarClan, to hear the prophecy from Spottedleaf." He replied simply. "Oh..." she backed off, a small move regarded by the girl. "What are we to do with her, Jayfeather? Should we bring her to Firestar?" The orange tabby asked. Jayfeather turned to him, eyes looking as though they were staring into his soul. "Well, we take her to Firestar, of course."