Prologue:
The snow swiveled in front of a dark cave. A pale grey she-cat came over and trudged through the snow, meeting another light ginger cat. "Glad to be away from the blizzard." She said grumpily. "Now now, GingerSpots." The ginger cat said sternly. "Well? What are we waiting for? Touch the BrambleStorm!" GingerSpots said.
As soon as the she-cats touched the BrambleStorm, they were suddenly transported to a marshy grass field. "W-What are we doing her?" the ginger cat said. "No need to be afraid IvyShadow." GingerSpots said. "We are at the hunting fields of StarClan." The ginger cat looked bewildered. "Why StarClan?" before GingerSpots responded, a pale cream she-cat appeared through the mist. "BlossomHeart!" IvyShadow said. Every clan cat knew about the brave she-cat who flung herself down the gorge, making badgers follow her. BlossomHeart purred and smiled. "Greetings GingerSpots." "Greeting." GingerSpots said coolly. "Why are we here?" she asked. The glint in BlossomHeart's eye disappeared. "I have grave news." "What?" IvyShadow asked curiously."
" When cold blinds all and darkness takes over, only hope will allow you to take the right steps and make it through to dawn." BlossomHeart said. Great danger will overcome the clans." IvyShadow's eyes widened. "What danger?" before BlossomHeart could answer, she started fading away. "Remember, only Night will help to make it through dawn…."
As they woke up from the BrambleStorm, IvyShadow shivered. "What do they mean, only Night will make it to dawn?" IvyShadow said eyes wide. "I don't know. Better report it to DarkStar." "And mine to LightStar." As the two cats parted, GingerSpots muttered, "Are you sure BlossomHeart? Are you really sure night will make it through to dawn?"