It was the prophecy. StarClan was telling him again.
Heart pounding, Alderheart j erked his nose from the Moonpool. As the cold chill of the hollow closed around him once more, he blinked. The others were still sharing with StarClan. Only Mothwing watched him, from where she lay beside the pool.
Alderheart hardly saw her. His thoughts were spinning too fast. The leaves had five points!
Five points! Five Clans! Suddenly he knew what the prophecy meant, more surely than he’d ever known before.
We need to find SkyClan!