A hairless cat stepped out from behind a large boulder and beckoned to Jayfeather with his tail.

"Yes, Rock?" Jayfeather asked. Rock sighed. "I have made a decision, Jayfeather. I'm going to give you two choices. You may go back to your time, and Jay's Wing is killed by a hawk, or you may stay here, as Jay's Wing, but all traces of Jayfeather are removed from the past, present, and future...forever."

Jayfeather thought for a moment. He wouldn't miss Leafpool or Firestar or Squirrelflight or Brambleclaw or Lionblaze or Dovewing because he wouldn't remember them, and they wouldn't miss him because they wouldn't remember him. But...

"But what about the prophecy?" Jayfeather blurted. Rock gazed back at him stonily. "Should you choose to stay as Jay's Wing, Hollyleaf will become the third cat."

Knowing that the Clans would survive, that the prophecy wouldn't be broken, Jayfeather made up his mind.

"I want to stay as Jay's Wing."

Rock nodded, his face clear of any kind of emotion. "Then so be it."

A stab of pain went through Jayfeather's head, and suddenly memories of Jay's Wing came pouring in...

...as memories of Jayfeather poured out. As the last Jay's Wing memory clicked into place, as the last Jayfeather memory left his brain, the name Jayfeather flew out with it. 

He was Jay's Wing.