Prologue
Cinderpelt's POV
From Starclan I watched my kits settle into clan life and I watched Firestar grieve for me. The knowledge of what dark motions I had set in place by bringing my kits to Thunderclan weighed heavily on my shoulders.
There was a rustle behind me and Yellowfang emerged to sit beside me. At the pool by my paws I watched Flamestorm and Cinderheart sharing tongues.
"Cinderpelt, whatever happens to our beloved clan now it is not your fault. You had no way of knowing that Sandstorm would vow revenge on Firestar and all his kin" I glanced towards the gray she-cat who had been my mentor and best friend for almost all of my life.
"It may not have been my fault but now the whole clan will suffer because of my choices and my kits are not safe" Bluestar's scent wreathed around me as the blue-gray she-cat sat on my other side.
"Starclan will do all in our power to keep Firestar and your kits safe" the pool rippled and the image dissolved, as I turned away Bluster whispered in my ear.
"Light will prevail Cinderpelt, it always does, the darkness will not touch your kits" I nodded and slipped away towards my den in the Medicine Cat area.
