Sorry about the wait, and I fixed the whole Spottedheart instead of Spottedleaf. Anyway, enjoy this one!
"Starclan, help me," Jayfeather whispered as he pressed his nose against the cool water of the Moonpool. He gently flicked out his tongue, lapping up a taste of the clear water. He let out a weary sigh and closed his sightless eyes.
"Jay's Wing!" Jayfeather turned around, his eyes taking in everything. He spotted a beautiful she-cat, her white pelt gleaming. A smile played on her lips, and Jayfeather instantly relaxed. "Half Moon," he purred happily, bounding over to the beautiful she-cat. She purred as well, wrapping him in her embrace. Her dark green eyes closed in bliss, finally reunited with her one true love.
"Jay's Wing, how I've missed you!" she purred silkily, wrapping her tail around the Thunderclan medicine cat. They stood together for a long moment, before Jayfeather reluctantly unwrapped himself from her.
"What's wrong?" Half Moon looked at Jayfeather worriedly, her dark green eyes clouded with an emotion Jayfeather couldn't name. "Do…Do you no longer love me?"
"Of course I love you," Jayfeather murmured. "But we're from different times, and I'm a medicine cat, forbidden to take on a mate. And you're, well…"
"Dead, it's okay to say it," Half Moon said with a laugh. "And you're right, we can never truly be. But I know many, many more herbs than you can ever dream of knowing. Maybe we could, I don't know…" She drew a deep breath, preparing herself. "…Visit in dreams maybe? I could teach you, and we could be together, as friends." Her hopeful green eyes bore into Jayfeather's very being. He chewed his bottom lip thoughtfully.
"Yes, yes we can."
"Jay's Wing!" Half Moon embraced him again, purring with glee. "I never could stay away from you."
Purring, Jayfeather pulled away from the beautiful she-cat. "The same from me to you," he said, "but now I must go. I came here for a reason, and I would be a failure if I didn't accomplish it."
"Of course," purred the white she-cat, "go on ahead. I'll see you tomorrow night." With a final squeeze of her tail, the beautiful Half Moon was gone. Jayfeather sighed. How he missed her!
Padding along the forest floor, Jayfeather scented for any signs of Starclan cats. None of them appeared to him, most likely still mourning for the dead and recovering from their wounds. All the same, he hoped to meet at least on cat. He wished, not for the first time, that Spottedleaf were there to help him. The ever-present tortoiseshell she-cat was always very helpful, so very kind. She was one of the few cats that Jayfeather could talk to without losing his patience. Of course, she was very naïve.
Scenting the air again, Jayfeather thought he smelled something, or someone, familiar. He inhaled again, bringing the scent far into his nose. It couldn't be…
"Greetings, loyal medicine cat."
"Firestar!" Jayfeather bounded over to his old leader. The flame-colored pelt that inspired the prophecy was gleaming with starlight. The green eyes of the great Thunderclan leader shone with happiness.
"It is good to see a familiar face, even if his reasons are not happy ones." Firestar stood and touched noses with Jayfeather. "Who am I kidding? It is good to see you, my grandchild." Jayfeather dipped his head respectively. Never had the Thunderclan leader addressed him as "my grandchild", not with such happiness and pride.
"And you, too, Firestar." Jayfeather sat down in front of the orange tom, gazing deep into his green eyes.
"How different you are when you can see," Firestar murmured. "Do you enjoy seeing in this manner, with your eyes?"
"Yes, yes I do. But I am who I am." Jayfeather twitched his tail anxiously. "Now, about the reason I've come."
"Ah, yes." Firestar's features took on a thoughtful expression, green eyes gazing somewhere Jayfeather could only imagine. "You seek a way to return to normal clan life, without the responsibilities of a hero, for you and your fellow clanmates."
"Yes," Jayfeather said in a quiet voice.
"But you cannot. The forest needs you, and the rest of the Three, again. And this time, there is more to discover."
"What do you mean?" Jayfeather said, snapping his head up.
"When the battle is won, fair and true, you must bring together from the Two. The ones who can shake the roots, and hold the prophecy of Three. But it is not them, you worry about, not Wing nor Beak not Roaring Lion, but the ones who hold the key to all eternity."
"Find the ones of the heart who shines bright, and the ashes of cinder and lion's might, the true kin of the sister's mistake, along with the ones among dove's and bee's quake. And when you think you have found them all, check in the sand, and in a different clan." Slowly, the form of Firestar began to fade away, his final words echoing in Jayfeather's mind forever. "For in more than one clan there shall be kin to find, in Shadow, Water, Wind, and Star, each shall be one of a kind."