Gusts of wind howled through the trees. The stars shone down on the cats gathering around the crystalline pool. Several cats were already standing at the edges, gazing into it intently. Shadows swirled eerily on the surface. A blue she cat looked up at the others with her shimmering eyes.
"There is a prophecy," she whispered, "Out of the darkness, stars will come and chase away the tiger's claws and the holly's leaves."
"What does it mean, Bluestar?" said a white tom.
"Starkit. There will be a kit named Starkit who will save all of the clans from destruction."
"But then who are the tiger and holly?" said a sliver tabby queen. "And shouldn't we tell Jayfeather about this prophecy?"
"We can only guess who the two others are." Bluestar replied, pausing. "I shall tell Jayfeather." She walked off into the shadows and the other cats started arguing amongst themselves about who the prophecy was really about.