"Tigerstar is dead!"

   Cats of all four Clans cheered below him.

   "Tigerstar is dead!" One cat called.

   "ThunderClan will be restored!" Yowled another.

   Every cat joined in to chant the leader's new name."Firestar! Firestar! Firestar!"

   "No rogues will walk among us!"

   "The Clans are free once more!"

   "Firestar?" Silverstar was giving him a questioning look, but Firestar took no notice.

   Slowly, all of the cats below were beginning to fall silent. Firestar had his head hung low, and was cackling quietly to himself.

   Every cat held their breath in a confused and nervous silence. A soft breeze rattled the branches of the four great oaks overhead, and the bright moon cast long, harsh shadows across the grass. Slowly, the ThunderClan leader lifted his head. His eyes were cold and dark, and an eerie smirk was plastered on his scarred face.

   "You think this is the end? Fools, this is only the beginning."