A dark breeze made the leaves quake with fear. Hisses of fighting cats filled the air as storming clouds thundered in and the sky blackened. A dark reddish black tabby hissed at the oncoming storm. She glanced around, fear spiking her fur and quaking her steps. The tabby rushed through the trees, "Jayfeather! Leafpool! Yellowfang! Help me!" She felt the storm pulling her forcing her claws into the soil. A tree uprooted and crashed tail lengths away from her paws. Suddenly a cat appeared in the eye of the storm. The cat was a muscular dark tabby with amber eyes and a heart mark on the side of his pelt, his caring side stopped there for his eye's were filled with rage and he was one with the storm. He gazed upon the she-tabby and growled sending her flying. "Ashfeather, you must listen close, the kin of the breeze and the dark will bring the end to Thunderclan as you know it." The she cat whimpered as the prophecy was repeated, echoing in her head as she was swept up into darkness.

Ashfeather awoke with a start, her paws trembling and her fur stood on an end. "I must warn Duskstar!" Ashfeather meowed as she hurried out of the moon pool. She rushed through the long grass then leaped over the stream. Back in her territory now she easily made her way back to camp. Darknose stood guard at the edge of the thorn tunnel. "Wow Ashfeather back so early, whats wrong?" Darknose asked her, his gaze darkening as he spoke. "No time, I need to see Duskstar. The dark tom nodded allowing her through the tunnel. Ashfeather quickly rushed up to Duskstar's den and hissed quietly, "I have horrible news." Duskstar woke up his eyes adjusting to the darkness. His mate Stormclaw, sat up next to him giving Ashfeather a sour glance. Ashfeather sighed, "There was a prophecy, and the clan may be in danger." Duskstar immediately stood up, his gaze laced with fear. "Jayfeather told me that the kin of the breeze and the dark will bring the end to Thunderclan as we know it." Ashfeather meowed. "Can't we figure this out in the morning, it doesn't sound so urgent." Stormclaw breathed settling back into the nest. Duskstar shook his head, "I will not rest until I know my clan is safe." He meowed, "I will call a clan meeting and see their input." He padded out of the den into the moonlight then yowled, "May all cats old enough to catch their own prey join me under the high ledge for a clan meeting!" Grumbling elders and exited apprentices appeared in the clearing followed by reluctant warriors and a queen. "Ashfeather has had a dream the needs our immediate attention! There will be a kit that is the kin of the dark and breeze that will endanger our clan!" Duskstar gazed down upon his clanmates. "The kin of the breeze must be Windclan!" a tabby meowed. "And I bet the kin of the dark is Shadowclan!" An elder hissed. "And we all know Breezestorm is half Windclan and Shadowclan!" A warrior with dark eyes hissed. As the clan put two and two together they all gazed back to the one queen. "Breezestorm, it isn't unknown that your father was half Windclan and Shadowclan, and you are half Shadowclan and Thunderclan." Duskstar meowed gently. "No! Not her! It was a tom!" Ashfeather yowled. "Well that would be her kit silly," A apprentice said stupidly. The clan looked over at the him. "Oops!" Fuzzypaw meowed hiding behind his tail. "Well, he is probably right!" the apprentices mentor accused. "Never!" No kit of mine would ruin the clan," Breezestorm hissed batting the warrior on the head. Suddenly chaos broke out and Breezestorm was meet with claws. "Silence!" Duskstar meowed, the clan calmed down immediately. "Maybe her kit won't be a tom…"