Return of the Clans - The Journey

Prolouge

Cats clustered around the pool, their eyes wide. A small black she-cat spoke louder than the rest, her purple gaze surprised. "What is this? There hasn't been a prophecy in so many moons!" A mud-colored tom answered her. "We don't know. Life is filled with surprises, RavenWing. I thought you of all cats would understand that." The starry cats nodded and fell silent as the pool suddenly lit with a brilliantly colored light. A whisper-like voice could be heard, even though it didn't belong to any of the cats. "An unexpected light will rise from the darkness and rebuild the Clans." The light faded, and all the cats erupted with theories. "I bet it'll be HoneySplash!" one she-cat yowled. A brown tom chuckled.  "GingerTuft, the prophecy said 'unexpected.' No matter how amazing our daughter is, this prophecy is not about her." As all the cats shared their ideas, an elderly cat spoke up from the back of the group. The starry warriors hushed as the flame-colored tom looked up, green eyes narrowed. A tiny kit in the back squeaked, "DawnStar? Why are you here?" The tom smiled gently. "I would never stop watching over my clan, even if it meant I would be trapped here. You all know that. However, I think we should leave this one alone. The cat meant to save us will come eventually." The warriors nodded. "But, I think some of us should go ahead and accept our reincarnations. We need to be able to aid this cat in their journey to rebuild the Clans. Who will volunteer?" RavenWing stepped forward, along with MudStripe, GingerTuft, and PineNeedle. DawnStar nodded. "That will be enough to help her. We wish you good luck on your journey. Never forget us, brave warriors." He stepped forward and licked each one of their foreheads. The cats nodded, and slowly began to fade. DawnStar looked up to the sky. "Good luck, unspoken hero. Please, bring back the Clans that I've always known."