A dark tabby shape padded across the dry sandy hollow, the ebony blanket of night lying across the skies above him. He padded up a large rock formation, and into a den tucked behind it. The lichen drew across it scraped his pelt as his green eyes darted around the den. Snowstar's scent still lingered there, and he inhaled it deeply. He missed the old leader, she was so kind, so wise and he only took her place. How could he fill such big paw-steps?
With a sigh, he attempted sleep, laying down neatly in his nest of moss and feathers. It was not long before he found himself awake again, but this time it was just a dream. The starry glow surrounded the trees around him and filled the ground with it's gleam. He narrowed his eyes. Something urgent must have brought him to StarClan, but what could go wrong now?
"Talonstar," the voice echoed all around him, sounding off the dream trees. He swung his head around, looking for the source of the voice. It sounded so familiar. He turned, and saw the pretty, tabby she-cat standing behind him. Her pelt glowing with the stars. He remembered the last night they had spent together, promising love they would never be.
"Birdsong." He whispered, breathing in her scent. His emerald gaze softened at the sight of her, and he felt a pang in his heart that this was just a dream. The old deputy smiled, but her amber eyes held secrets, the secrets of StarClan. "I have a message for you."
"If you're here to tell me you loved me, I already knew that," the tom smirked trying to lighten the mood. He wasn't ready for any drastic news from their ancestors. Couldn't trouble wait a few moons? Birdsong narrowed her eyes, dissatisfied with his response. That wasn't much news, though. She was the one who usually kept him in his place.
"The Moon and Sun will clash, throwing all into a period of darkness… Silver must keep the stars shining, or they will go out forever." With a flick of her tail, her starry figure began to fade, and she took the forest with her.