Another chapter! So about the prophecy, I'm trying to make it hard to decipher, but I'm not really good at that kind of stuff, so bare with me. Enjoy!

Chapter Eight

Ivypool was curled up in her nest. She thought of how happy she was. I'm finally a mentor! Snowpaw was an excitable little ball of fur. Maybe her and Toadstep could train their apprentices together. Ivypool was about to wake up and ask him, when she felt someone shaking her. She glanced up, spotting Dovewing. She rolled her eyes. Dovewing sighed.

"I'm sorry Ivypool, I didn't come to be mean. I just wanted to say that I'm sorry. I was really stupid yesterday. I'm sorry." Dovewing hung her head. Ivypool gave her a quizzical look.

"Dovewing, it's fine. You didn't say anything to me anyway. We were all acting a little crazy yesterday. Come on. I have to go train Snowpaw." Ivypool stood up and shook out her pelt. "Toadstep?" The tom stirred in his nest.

"Yeah Ivypool?" she let out a purr of amusement.

"Don't forget we're mentors now! We have to go train our apprentices." Toadstep stretched.

"Okay. Let's get some fresh-kill then wake our apprentices." Ivypool flicked her ears in agreement.

"Are you coming, Dovewing?" Her littermate nodded and followed. The three young warriors padded into the clearing. Toadstep picked up a squirrel.

"Want to share?" he meowed to Ivypool. She settled down across from him and took a neat bite from the squirrel. Dovewing sat down across from her and spoke,

"Today is my last day of patrolling, and I wanted to go hunting with you." Ivypool paused.

"It's my first day of being a mentor, and I hate to slack off. Well, maybe I could go. Would you take Snowpaw training, Toadstep?"

"Sure," said Toadstep. "We can start training our apprentices together tomorrow, okay?" Ivypool waved her tail in farewell. She and Dovewing raced off into the forest. After a while, Dovewing started to fall behind. Ivypool stopped and turned back. Dovewing stopped as well.

"Let's rest here and talk." Ivypool offered. Dovewing agreed and they sat down in the shade of an oak tree. Ivypool examined Dovewing; her sister looked really happy. Ivypool was glad that Dovewing had chosen Bumblestripe over Tigerheart. Dovewing winced.

"Are you okay Dovewing?" mewed Ivypool. Dovewing nodded.

"I was just thinking about how I almost chose Tigerheart over ThunderClan."

"Oh," Ivypool was unsure of what to say to that, it was kind of weird that they were thinking of the same thing at the same time. "Come on, I've got to tell the rest of the three something."

"What is it now? I was trying to sleep," muttered Jayfeather as Ivypool woke him. Then he remembered Dovewing's meeting behind the nursery. He hoped this one would go better then the first one. He trudged to the nursery and squeezed behind it along with Ivypool and Dovewing.

"Is Lionblaze coming?" Dovewing asked. Jayfeather shrugged.

"I told him you were sorry and to come meet here, but I'm not sure if he'll actually come." As it turned out, he was coming, and he pushed up behind Jayfeather right then.

"Well, what are we waiting for?" he meowed.

"I'll start." Said Jayfeather, "I dreamt my way into StarClan, but they were all fighting. When they stopped, Snowfur told me a prophecy, she said: 'the darkness has passed, but your troubles are not over. An old enemy will arise from the ashes. Four kits will be born kin of gray and fire. They shall carry the destiny of the clans on their backs'. That got me thinking, are the kits Millie's? Since Graystripe will be the kits' father and all. Obviously, there's also kin of Firestar involved in this as well, but I'm not sure who that could be. " Ivypool frowned, like she was thinking of something very important.

"Couldn't they be Dovewing's kits too? Because Bumblestripe's father is Graystripe, that would mean Dovewing's kits are related to Graystripe as well. And she's part of the big three, so she's already part of a prophecy." Jayfeather gaped. He hadn't thought of that. He turned to look at Dovewing.

"That's it. You're moving to the nursery and not coming out." Dovewing sighed. "Ivypool," said Jayfeather, "go on with what you were going to tell us." Ivypool's tail swished nervously.

"It's the Dark Forest, they've risen again."

Lionblaze glanced at Ivypool, unsure whether she was being serious or not. Sadly, it looked as though she was.

"So, um, how do we stop them?" Lionblaze realized that he was the first to speak. "Well, that must be the second part of the prophecy. The Dark Forest is our old enemy, and if they've risen, that means they're coming back. Right?" Jayfeather nodded slowly,

"Yes." He mewed slowly, "I think you're right. We can discuss this later. Come with me Dovewing." He authoritatively led Dovewing out from behind the nursery, and they disappeared into his den. Lionblaze trailed out from their hiding spot, and ducked into the nursery.

"Hey Cinderheart." He glanced around nervously. He didn't like the nursery. It was warm, but he would rather be hunting.

"Hello Lionblaze." Cinderheart stretched. Lionblaze's tail twitched. He tried to think of something else to say, but his mind was blank.

"Um, maybe I'll go on patrol now..." he trailed off and headed towards the entrance. He accidentally trod on Millie's tail. "Sorry," he hissed as Millie started to stir. Lionblaze darted into the clearing, where it was pouring rain. Within seconds, his pelt hung to him, sopping wet. He plodded into the medicine den.

"Jayfeather?" he called. Dovewing was lying on the mossy ground, while Jayfeather examined her. The blind tom glanced up.

"Lionblaze? Did you want something?" Lionblaze shook his head.

"I just wanted to discuss the prophecy," Jayfeather blinked,

"Okay. Well, like I said, Dovewing's not allowed to leave camp, or the nursery for that matter, and the kits in the prophecy could be hers or Millie's. That's pretty much all we've got. That, and an old enemy is going to come rising from the ashes. Great stuff, huh?"

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