Warriors: The Spirit of The River #1 Rise

Prolouge

Jayfeather padded out of thunderclan's nursery. It was late at night and he needed some rest. The wind rustled his fur, as if the wind too agreed in wanting to rest. He looked back at the nursery, where he had just helped Moonleap have her kits. He looked back in the past, to the time he decided he would dedicate his life to medicine, and when he gave up his privilege to have kits or a mate. He nodded to himself, never regretting that dicision he had made. Once he was in his den, he settled down into his nest and fell asleep almost immediately. As soon as he was asleep, however, he awoke into the forest of starclan. He heard padding in the grass behind him. As he turned around, he saw firestar in front of him. "Jayfeather," he said. Jayfeather's eyes looked at the old leader with respect. "What is it firestar?" He asked. Firestar paused, and jayfeather knew it was something important. "I have a prophecy for you, Jayfeather." He said. Jayfeather looked at his leader. A prophecy! "After the sun dies, the moon will rise, and all will come to an end, unless fire, darkness, waves, and sky come together." After he spoke that sentence, he started to fade away. "Goodbye, jayfeather." Jayfeather looked at the fading cat for one last time before snapping awake. He was breathing heavily. We must find these cats....