Four cats sat around a crystal clear pool, it's surface shimmering in starlight, ripples distorted the reflection of four cats as a leaf landed on it.
A she-cat with an old scruffy pelt ducked close to the water. "Well, I guess we should start now." She meowed, flicking one of her tattered ears.
A blue-gray tom shook out his pelt. "I bet Crowdust is going to be there again." He turned to a black-furred she-cat with a few white spots. "Don't you think so, Moonlight?"
Moonlight purred and ducked forward to lap at the crystal pool in front of the group of cats. "If you say he is gonna be there, then he is gonna be there, Chillyfur."
A speckled she-cat rolled her eyes and lapped at the pool a couple times, then drifted off into a deep sleep as darkness fell over her.
After a few heart beats the gray she-cat with white speckles raised her head and blinked open her green eyes.
A beautiful hunting ground lay before her, trees stretched as far as she could see and the scents of prey were everywhere.
She turned her head around to see her good friend.
"Nightflight!" The she-cat meowed jubilantly.
Nightflight purred, her black spelt stirring in the wind. "Featherpool, I have missed you."
Featherpool hopped to her paws and touched noses with Nightflight. "How is it in StarClan?"
The black feline purred. "Oh, your old mentor is having a great time."
Featherpool stepped back and scanned her former mentor over with her gaze. "You're so young looking!"
Nightflight brushed past her clanmate. "Thanks." She meowed, then her gaze darkened. "I have something important to tell you... That's why I'm here."
Featherpool looked at her as Nightflight settled on top of the grassy slope they were standing on.
Featherpool glanced worriedly at her old mentor. "What is it?"
Nightflight's gaze flashed with knowlege. "Hopes and dreams upon the stars, wither down despite the spars."
Featherpool gave the black she-cat a skeptical glance. "What is that supposed to mean? Why do StarClan cats always speak in rhymes!?" She huffed.
Nightflight closed her eyes solemnly. "You are MoonClan's medicine cat. You will find what it means."
Featherpool opened her mouth to demand something sensible, but shadows were suppressing around her.
"No! What does it mean?" She yowled as her gaze swamped to black.
She heard the ominous echoing of her mentor's voice. "Find the one who speaks different tongues. Hopes and dreams upon the stars, wither down despite the spars."
Featherpool blinked open her eyes, she was back by the pool.

ERMEGERSH! ITS MAGIC! How was that for a prologue? I know. It sucks but oh well! ^^