Ch. 2:

Ghost felt drawn to Sky's charisma, and had nearly forgotten about the mist cat behind her when he spoke. She looked back, once more feeling safe around him. Now that the Clans had been named, cats were murmuring and looking around as if they had just noticed the mist. But none of them, except those she had seen before, saw the cats. How Ghost knew was a mystery, though.

A few cats had immediately grouped around the five new leaders. Ghost herself wanted to join Sky, but such a hasty decision wasn't logical. And perhaps it wasn't Sky she wanted to join at all. What if it was just that feeling of belonging in his presence? One again, she forced herself to think before jumping to conclusions.

The clearing was emptying, Ghost noticed, of those cats who didn't agree with Clans. Then she spotted one of those aware, who saw the cats in the mist. The dusky she-cat raced across the crowd, keeping her target in sight. Finally, she reached her. "Hello," Ghost said conversationally.

"Hello. Do you know what Clan you'll be joining?" The cat replied, looking a bit wary. Usually they would avoid anyone else, but with what had happened tonight, that didn't matter.

Ghost stared at her small paws, nervous around this cat. Then she realized her mist friend had followed her, and smiled inwardly. "I'm not sure. I'm Ghost, by the way. Who are you?"

"I'm called Dew. I don't know which Clan I'll join, either," Dew smiled at her, flicking her tail across the lush grass.

This was it. If I don't ask now, I never will, Ghost thought. "Do you see them? I know this is strange, but do you see the cats? The ones in the mist?"

Dew glanced around nervously, and whispered, "You can see them too? I thought I was going crazy. No one else does."

Breathing a deep sigh of relief, she nodded. "I felt the same. There were three others, though. I saw them like I saw you. They were looking around as if they knew."

"We need to find them!" The calico she-cat exclaimed.

"Of course we do. One was ginger with a white splotch on his back and eye. You find him. I'll find the one with a black and white coat, because you wouldn't recognize him, and the brown she-cat with red markings." Ghost instructed. "Go!"

Dew flew off, loping at an easy gate that was so fast… 'She'll be in WindClan.'Startled, Ghost looked to her side and saw the cat again. His features were blurry, but his eyes were truly blue now.

"Where will I be?" She murmured, trying not to draw attention to herself as she wandered through the crowd of cats.

'Only you can decide that, youngling.' He replied. This cat reminded her of her father, but he was different. A relative, perhaps?

'Ah, Ghost. Yes, I am your grandfather. I reside her, among my brethren in StarClan.' So that was it. He was a spirit.

"StarClan…Is that where we go when we die?" Ghost queried, fascinated.

'Yes, it is. For those of you who believe, anyway. And it is your job, young one, to tell others about us. But there is more time for that later. Right now, you must find the others. Talk to them; persuade them to meet you at moonrise tomorrow night. Good luck. I'm looking after you, Ghost.'

Suitably puzzled, Ghost padded along, winding through the many cats, searching. If her ancestor told her to find these cats, that was what she would do.