The forest was quiet, the only sounds coming from the soft wind blowing through the trees and the light breathing coming from the four humans. The three teens were near each other, the girl's pale gray locks flowing out and mingling with the boys' hair. She wore a simple gray dress that cut off at her knees, the same shade as her hair. The boys looked to be only a year or two older than her. Their hair was short, yet sticking out at random, giving them the wild, ruffian look. The thinner boy had dark gray hair, almost black. The other boy had more bulk, more muscles. His hair was a golden blonde. A short ways away was a man. He looked to be in his late twenties or early thirties. His hair was the same shade as the thinner boy's and he had a tall, wiry frame. He and the boys wore nothing but black, raggedy shorts. They slept soundly, showing no sign of disturbance.

A small, white cat sat calmly in the center of the forest clearing, tail wrapped neatly around its paws. It waited patiently, expectantly, green eyes locked on the humans. If one were to look closely, they would see that the cat looked faded, not fully there. Slowly the four humans rolled awake. They promptly screamed.

"You're awake," the cat mewed when they were silent. The humans did not startle at the cat speaking to them, as if they were accustomed to it.

"Half Moon," the thinner boy breathed, blue eyes wide. The others looked shocked, obviously not recognizing the cat.

"You can see her?" the man questioned gruffly, blue eyes narrowed. "Aren't you blind?"

"Jayfeather can see in dreams and visions," the blonde boy said as explanation. "But that's not important right now."

"Lionblaze is right," the girl added. "If Jayfeather can see, this must be some sort of dream."

"I can understand why we'd be here," Jayfeather murmured, half to himself, "but why Crowfeather?"

"Why are we Twolegs?" Lionblaze added. He turned to the girl and met her gaze with his amber eyes. "Dovewing, can you sense anything?"

She gained a look of concentration for a moment, her blue eyes unfocused, before shaking her head. "No, sorry."

"You have been called here for a reason," the cat, Half Moon, stated, drawing the attention back to herself. She smiled. "It's good to see you, Jay's Wing," she added, tipping her head to Jayfeather.

"And you," he replied, to the bewilderment of the others. "Why are we here?"

"The prophecy needs to be fulfilled, but to do so you must first travel to the land of the humans, Twolegs as you call them," Half Moon explained began, pausing as if waiting for questions.

"Then why is Crowfeather here?" Lionblaze asked just as the man, Crowfeather, asked, "Another prophecy?"

"Jay's Wing, you remember what Cloud told you in the mountains, don't you?" Half Moon continued, ignoring the other questions.

"Three must become four, to challenge the darkness that lasts forever," Jayfeather stated in confirmation. "Are you saying that Crowfeather is the fourth?"

"What prophecy?" Crowfeather cut Half Moon off, impatient.

"There will be three, kin of the cat with flame in his fur, who hold the power of the stars in their paws," Half Moon recited.

"We're the three," Dovewing added.

"What have I got to do with it then?" Crowfeather inquired, the irritability leaking into his voice.

"That's what she was trying to tell us, mouse-brain," Jayfeather snapped, shooting a sharp look at the older man.

"Jay's Wing, Dove's Wing, and Lion's Roar must travel as Twolegs and gather knowledge needed to help in the oncoming battle against the dark forest. They are also needed to help in a Twoleg battle. You must come along with them, because the Twolegs would be suspicious of three young ones traveling on their own," Half Moon explained, amusement leaking into her last sentence.

"Why are you calling us that?" Lionblaze asked. "Those strange names."

"Dove's Wing sounds similar to my real name," Dovewing stated after him.

"They're our names from the past," Jayfeather told them. "From our first lives. We're originally from the Tribe, when they first left the lake to live in the mountains. We were reborn into the clans."

"You're kidding," Dovewing said in disbelief. "You can't be serious."

"I'm completely serious. But now's not the time," Jayfeather replied with annoyance. "Half Moon, can you please explain what we're supposed to be doing in the Twoleg world?"

"There are Twolegs with special abilities, called 'wizards'. These wizards have a battle going on, and you can help them. In return, they can help you. These wizards have a special place in which you can stay," she continued. "When you wake up a young Twoleg will find you in this forest. Tell her that you need to speak to Albus Dumbledore and ask if she can take you to him. He'll be able to help."

"Wait, what about our clanmates? What will they think?" Dovewing interrupted worriedly.

"Your leaders have received dreams telling them that you have been sent on a mission by Starclan," Half Moon reassured her.

"You said I needed to come along because I'm not young. But why me?" Crowfeather asked. "Why not someone from Thunderclan?"

"You're the father of two of the three. They're your responsibility," Half Moon told him calmly. Dovewing's eyes widened in shock. Crowfeather snorted.

"Leafpool could have gone," he countered. "She has just as much responsibility as their mother."

"Our clan is already losing two warriors and a medicine cat. You want us to lose the only other cat with full healing skills?" Lionblaze challenged.

"You need to just overcome your differences if you're going to save yourselves," Half Moon advised, preventing an oncoming fight.

"Is there anything else?" Jayfeather asked, back on topic. Half Moon nodded.

"Twolegs measure age differently, so I'm supposed to tell you the age you'll tell them, because they will ask, and your names would stand out in the Twoleg world, so you'll need Twoleg names," she mewed.

"Do we have to decide? Or has Starclan already decided?" Lionblaze asked.

Jayfeather shook his head. "Not Starclan. These are cats much older than the Clans."

Half Moon continued as if the two had never spoken. "Crowfeather, you're the oldest. When they ask, tell them you are thirty-five years old. Pretend as if you are the three's father. Your name will be Corey. Lion's Roar, you and Jay's Wing will say that you are fifteen year old twin brothers. Say that Dove's Wing is your thirteen year old sister. Lion's Roar, your name will be Leo, Dove's Wing will be Donna, and Jay's Wing will be Jay. If they ask for your last name, tell them it is Rumbling. That goes for all of you. Understood?"

They all nodded in consent and she bid them goodbye. They slipped out of the dreamland.

Hello. Jessica speaking (who else would be speaking? It's not like this is my shared account). Yeah, this was an idea that I discussed with MyrtleFalls, but we never got around to it. So I changed it a little (a lot, actually) and decided to write it here. Sorry Myrtle. *sheepish face*

This takes place after Sign Of The Moon and is AU for Order Of The Phoenix. I added Crowfeather to the original idea because he's my favorite. (Ha, how many of you are curious as to what the original idea was now?) But yeah, this was modified to accomodate the events in Sign Of The Moon (aw, look at little ol' me, using big words like 'modified' and 'accomodate' when I could just say 'changed to go along with'. Aren't you proud?) and I've added my own plot twists.

SO, basically, what I'm trying to say is that TECHNICALLY, this is not the same as the idea that me and Myrtle came up with. THE TRUTH. (Plus, I couldn't remember the details of what we talked about and ff.n deleted the PM that they were in without asking me. Grrr.)

So yeah. Also, I plan to give you all a question in each update. It's fine if you don't answer, but I'd appreciate it. :) The questions will variate (another big word!) between being Warriors-related, being Harry Potter-related, and being just random idea-related.

Question: My three favorite characters of Warriors are Jayfeather, Crowfeather, and Half Moon. What are yours?

~Jessica