A light mist covered the fields of Starclan. Prey scuttled around at every bush and tree. Tree branches swayed in the breeze. It seemed as if it had never had seen a single Leafbare. A blue she-cat paced around. She turned to see a ginger tom pad up to her. "What's wrong Bluestar?" He asked. Bluestar shook her head, "It's been seasons since the Dark Forest attacked and killed you." She meowed. He shuttered at the thought of how Tigerstar killed him. "Firestar, I think they are planning to attack again." Bluestar continued. "What can we do of it?" Firestar asked. "There will be a few kits who can save us all." Bluestar replied. Firestar turned away to see more cats approach. "Cinderpelt? Yellowfang? Whitestorm? What are you doing here?" Firestar asked. Cinderpelt dipped her head. "We have found out about the prophecy. We want to discuss it. Since it has to deal eith only Thunderclan, this place seems concealed enough to discuss it." She meowed. Yellowfang nodded and sat down with her tail wrapped around her paws. Whitestorm padded over next to Bluestar and sat down. Bluestar blinked affectionately and sat down too. Cinderpelt padded into the center of the small circle and turned to Firestar. Her eyes blank, and her tail stiff she meowed,"When darkness comes, the Mist of red and water will join with ice, apple and pine to to stop darkness." Firestar nodded and repeated the prophecy. Bluestar and Whitestorm joined in and soon Yellowfang did too, when they all were chanting the prophecy, lighting cracked overhead, followed by a downpour.