Roselight's POV

My pale grey fur sways in the wind. I look around, my pale green eyes flashing with the light. The wind whirls around me and it feels like chaos is ringing in the air. When I turn my head to the left, I see a raging fire. Its flames flicker high and proud, willing to burn down anything in its path. When I look to my right, dark clouds cover everything. Flashes of lighting strike down to the earth, burning a bright, angry yellow. In the areas that have no fire or lightning, ice creeps. It cracks and grows, coming straight for me. The wind roars in my ears, as if its screaming at me.

"What is going on?" I yowl. Where is my clan? Where am I?

"Roselight..." A cranky voice says eerily. My head swings around in search of the origin of the voice. My eyes land on a misty figure standing in the middle of everything. The figure looks so familiar, it nags at my mind. I had seen him before, I was sure of it. He had a dark grey tabby pelt and bright blue eyes.

"Jayfeather...?" I whisper questioningly. He bobs his head while padding up to me.

"Who else would it be, mouse-brain?" He says, but I hear the hint of joking in his voice. It wasn't often that I got visits from him. I had met Yellowfang and Spottedleaf, but I have only seen Jayfeather a few times.

"What is going on, Jayfeather?" I ask, ignoring his last statement. He blinks, blue eyes trailing over all of the chaos around us.

"StarClan is sending you a message." He says allusively.

"A message? Is this a prophecy?" I ask softly. Jayfeather nods, head hanging low.

"Yes. Listen well, because I'm not saying it again." He says sharply. I nod understandingly. "Darkness will soon come to try and destroy the future of the Clans.

When darkness comes,

four elements of nature will join together,

two of sky and two of ground.

These elements will save all that is lost."

"Lost, what is going to be lost?" I question, but the grey tom is already starting to fade. "Wait, Jayfeather! Tell me what you mean!" I yowl. He seems to smile, but he's too far faded to tell. Black starts to swirl around me, getting closer and closer. It consumes me, covering me in a cold blanket. Everything fades.

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I jolt awake, green eyes wide. It feels like I'm too hot under my pelt. My head swings around so I can observe my surroundings. The smooth walls of the Medicine Cat den calm me. I look over to a nest on the other side of the den to see my apprentice, Robinpaw, sleeping peacefully. To my amusement, he's sleeping with his tongue out and ears twitching. A small purr of happiness escapes me before my dream once again bombards me.

Standing up, I quickly make my way to the entrance of the den. My paws land on the worn ground quietly, not making any noticeable sound. Ducking my head, I dive under the bramble wall that encases our camp. I mean ThunderClan of coarse. This is my home after all, I can't even think of being the Medicine Cat for any other clan.

Quickly climbing out of the camp, I find myself on the ledge that goes down into it. My head tilts back so I can stare at StarClan. Curiosity swirls within me. digging into every crevice of my mind. What did Jayfeather mean?!

"Roselight?" A soft voice calls out. I turn to see a white she-cat with an orange-yellow dappled pelt walking towards me. Her amber eyes shine thoughtfully.

"Hello, Lightstar." I dip my head respectfully to he leader of ThunderClan. "What are you doing up here?"

"I should be asking you that." She meows softly and sits next to me. "Is something wrong, Roselight?" I nod, looking back up at Silverpelt. The stars twinkle brightly, representing every fallen warrior.

"I am deeply troubled." I murmur quietly. Her ears flick curiously, tail swaying behind her. "I was visited by StarClan in my dreams. Jayfeather sent me a prophecy." Her amber eyes flash with surprise.

"A new prophecy? It's been so long since the last." My thoughts flash back to the fight against the dark forest that happened so long ago. I was not even born at that time, but the stories have been passed down. "What did he say?"

"When darkness comes, four elements of nature will join together. These elements will save all that is lost." I mutter, head tipped down in thought. She looks up at our ancestors, also in thought. How are we supposed to know the meaning of this? Hopefully StarClan will make things clear.