The young shecat padded towards the lake, her long dark tabby fur shimmering with starlight. Every step her paws took made the air around her quiver, and stars sparkled in her bright blue eyes. When she reached the lake, she stopped. Her eyes narrowed and, her paws trembling, she placed them in the water. The cool, silvery water pooled around her paws, shining with moonlight. The shecat closed her eyes and inhaled a huge breath. She let it out, her breath stirring the water slightly. She began to murmur something out loud: “Fellow Starclan cats, grant me the wish to see below. Let me watch over our generations of kin…” The lake rippled as if a strong breeze had blown across, but the air was still. Then suddenly the small shecat was able to see all of Clan territory in the still rippling water. She leaned forward and whispered, “Show me Thunderclan.” A heartbeat later, the image changed. It was now showing the Thunderclan camp. The leader, a slender ginger tabby shecat called Goldenstar, was talking to the medicine cat. The medicine cat was a small tortoiseshell tabby with wise amber eyes. But at that moment, they were filled with terror. “You’ve got to listen to me, Goldenstar! The dream from Starclan- I think it is true!” Goldenstar rested her plumy tail reassuringly on the medicine cat’s back. “Do not worry, Smallbreeze. You can tell me again- it was about another prophecy?” Smallbreeze shivered, the hairs on her spine lifting slightly as she replied, “Yes. If I remember correctly, the prophecy started like this: The forgotten will live, the forbidden will die, the false warrior will-” The pool rippled and the image was suddenly cut off. The shecat jumped back, bristling. “What happened?” She cried.

A slender black tom slid out of the shadows. “Come here, Shadefern. I have news to tell-” Shadefern, the young shecat, hissed at him angrily. “That was important news! A prophecy, for star’s sake! You cut it off, and you never told me about a stinking prophecy!” The black tom bowed his head. “I’m sorry, Shadefern. I was about to tell you, i promise, and there is more news. Let me please tell you.” His amber eyes were deep with regret. Shadefern rolled her eyes and muttered, “No more of your silly excuses, Nightstar. Now tell me the news you had for me.” Nightstar straightened up and lead her toward the pool again. He lifted his long tail and dipped it in the starlit water. “Show me the Death Prophecy.” Suddenly the pool turned as black as night, and the sky darkened around them. Shadows stretched from the graceful trees that were now stark and wicked looking. Shadefern screamed, fear coursing through her body. Everything was completely dark. Only Nightstar’s gentle amber eyes kept her from collapsing in shivers on the ground. Shadefern screamed again, shaking in horror. Nightstar pressed against her reassuringly, and murmured, “Do not worry, Shadefern. It will end soon, I promise.” Shadefern rasped teasingly, “You never keep your promises.” Nightstar smiled. Suddenly a voice boomed, “The forgotten will live, the forbidden will die, the false warrior will kill the stars. Be warned, for the destroyer is freed. Be warned, for the saviour is released.” Then everything returned to its normal state. Light flashed and the stars twinkled once more. “That… that was the Death Prophecy?” Shadefern asked in a trembling voice. Nightstar dipped his head and stood up. “Yes. Now all we have to do is figure out who’s in it and how to stop the destruction of everything. Easy, right?”