The prologue is here! Sorry that it's so short! I'll try to make the other chapters much longer than this. Hope you enjoy!
"Thistlestar! Thistlestar! Thistlestar!" A crowd of cats rejoiced, surrounding a large, gray tom with darker flecks, and a medicine cat with unusually pale ginger fur. The cats purred and meowed, their pelts glittering with stars. The newly named leader stood proudly, his chest puffed out. Slowly, the starry cats filtered out, their mews fading. Thistlestar stood.
"Dawnleaf," she rumbled, turning to the medicine cat, "We should go. The clan will be waiting." The ginger she-cat nodded and turned, starting to pad away, but stopped suddenly, pricking her ears.
"Thistlestar," she started, "I think someone's here." The large feline snapped his head in the direction of Dawnleaf. A small silver tabby emerged from the shadows of Starclan. The StarClan cat's amber's eyes glowed grimly.
"Dewfeather!" Thistlestar purred, her eyes sparkling. He approached the former medicine cat, tail swishing.
Dewfeather nodded in acknowledgement. "Thistlestar, I'm here to discuss pressing issues. I only have a little time, so I want to warn you that your brashness may lead you to trouble. Beware the false message." Her amber eyes bore into Thistlestar's for a moment, and then she padded away.
"Wait!" Cried Thistlestar. His fur bristled as he tried to run to Dewfeather, "What do you mean!"
Dawnleaf leaped into action. Her bushy tail barred Thistlestar's way. "Leave her be," she whispered. Thistlestar lurched to a stop and sighed. He turned away, tail drooping. He looked wistfully into the depths of StarClan, and then walked out of the starry forest.
