"Light the Clan's light, Flightpaw."
Flightpaw looked around for the voice but only found darkness.
"The fire will flicker off." Fire seemed to be surrounding Flightpaw now; each one showing a time in the Clan's history. One by one, they disappeared and Flightpaw was plunged back into darkness.
"It will seem like all is dark, but eventually a spark will start." A small fire started.
"Light that spark, Flightpaw. StarClan will never leave the Clans forever, not even a bright rival will be left out of StarClan's grace." The fire was huge now. A grown-up her stood with four other cats on a high cliff.
"Light the Clan's light."
Darkness came again, and this time Flightpaw was out of the dream.