Flamepaw padded with his mentor to moon-pool.  It was his first time being there, and he was excited.  He would be announced to the other medicine cats, which was more exciting!  He thought, the sound of leaves waking him from his mind.

 "There you are, I'm surprised you are late", the Windclan medicine cat said.  The Windclan medicine cat was stumpeye, he was known to be old.  Flamepaw opened his jaws to speak, then shut them.  Then opened them again.

" how old are you", the question came out of his mouth before he could stop it.  "Oh, I'm sorry I didn't mean-". Stumpeye purred in amusement.

" young un, I'm over one hundred forty moons old, I've seen more gatherings that you've eaten rabbit, or in your case, mice".  Flamepaw's eyes widened with respect.  A different cat started to talk.

 "You're going to join the elder's den, in a few moons I bet.  Your twenty moons older than a senior warrior!

Flamepaw purred with amusement when he realized that was the riverclan medicine cat apprentice, bellapaw.

" Well, he should be an elder, considering my mentor was an elder at one thirty moons old".  The shadowclan medicine cat said, half annoyed, half amused.

 "Let them a joke, I remember your first time coming, you also asked how old stumpeye was, blazenose", Littlefield said, tail twitching.  "Perhaps I should be an elder, and I'm only ninety moons.  Do you want that?  She said, her voice full of amusement.

" We aren't here to talk about our age, announce your apprentice and get on with it".  Flamepaw felt his fur rising and he hung his head slightly.

 "Warriors of starclan, I bring unto you my apprentice, flamepaw.  He will learn the ways of a medicine cat.  Flamepaw, is it your wish to take the path of a medicine cat"?

 "It is".

"Then starclan welcomes you.  Starclan, send my apprentice good dreams".  Flamepaw could feel his chest puff out in pride.  

"Flamepaw!  Flamepaw!". Flamepaw crouched, lapping the cold, but soothing water.  Starclan, please send me good dreams, he thought.  He touched his nose to the water and woke up in starclan.  A cat walked up to him.

" Flamepaw, hi, do you know who I am"?

 "I- uh, no".

" I'm blindnose, im your dead brother".

 "O-oh".

" Listen to me closely.  A group of cats has gathered near the border.  If you don't find a cat to help stop them, thunderclan is doomed. "His voice went to a different tone.  "the faith of any cat can be douted, but it is the faith that will hold thunderclan together.  Find the faith in a cat with many troubles, trials.  A cat who is yet to seek revenge.  Born alone.  Like faith being lost forever".  Blindnose

Blindnose faded and Flamepaw woke up.  The sound of two birds flying away sounded. An omen, surely? He whispered to Littlefield.

" We have to find the faith in a cat who seeks revenge".

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*(bird pov)*

Flyer flapped his wings in a repeating motion, gliding through the air.  When he was younger, the motion was easy, but currently, it was getting harder and harder as the seasons went on.  He had seen 2 without being eaten as dinner.  He didn't plan to.  He had a way not to.

The air was different next to the frosty pool that had the herb cats from the clans, it smelled of frost, not the blood on the normal clan cats.  He knew they were safe.

Flyer landed next to a fire red young tom, pointing his beak around as he looked at the other cats.  A chirp came from the trees, causing Flyer to swing his head roughly.  Jumper flew from the trees with his small wings.

Jumper was a smaller bird than him.  Flyer was an American kestrel, while Jumper was a tree swallow.  Jumper was unusual, he didn't fly completely right.  Some say he flew out of the best wrong.  

"Hi, jumper, " Flyer chirped, twitching his head.

"H-hi. F-F-Flyer!" Jumper chirped back with his weird voice.  Flyer sniffed the air again, and the feeling was different.  It was the weird feeling he had gotten when the star cats came to him.

The clan cats didn't know, but the birds were the wise animals in the wild. The followed a special code, like the clan cats, but this code had fewer restraints.  First, they could have mates with anyone, other than the hawks, Eagles, and owls.  There was a myth that if you were evil, you became a hawk, eagle or an owl.  And they weren't allowed to have mates.

The frosty air was broken as the cats started to wake up.  He and jumper flew away with a squeak and the ginger cat looked at them for a moment, his eyes flashing.

Was she coming?  Was it the broken faith?  He continued to fly to the pines, and with a long stroke, and the sound of the wind, he made it.  He sniffed the air first, then landed on the ground.

But something was wrong. Instead of the smell of the forest, it was the smell of... Mud?

Oh.

He flew away just in time, and the nettle went flying and a cat exploded from the ground.

Knew it, he thought, his heart beating like it never had before.

Flyer flew to the tip-top of the great pine, meeting his young daughter who just learned how to fly.

"Hello, soarer, is all well with you?"

"Yes, great father, the only bird seer that can see the star cats, " she said, looking at his eyes.

"I must tell you something, " he said, bowing his head slightly to her.

"What... What is it...?"

"I was attacked by a clan cat.  I am growing old, and I must sacrifice myself to help the clans survive."

" But Father-"

"When you go to frost pool, lick some of that water up.  Become the next seer of the star cats.  This is something I must do.  Why?  My time as a seer of the star cats is over..."

"Why dad, " she whispered.

"Because of the cat with broken faith.  She has been born.  I will mentor her to her destiny."