It was a beautiful, clear night in the clearing where a tan she-cat sat, staring at the sky. Suddenly, a blue-gray she-cat appeared.

"Bluestar! ThunderClan needs guidance. Waterstar is worried about the threat from ShadowClan. Prey is scarce. We're expecting an attack any day. The Clans are all struggling. What should we do?" asked the tan she-cat worriedly. She stood up, and it was obvious that she was extremely skinny.

"Sandfire, I cannot tell you what to do. I can tell you a prophecy of things to come. 'Fire has saved ThunderClan before. Fire will save the Clans once more with Moon and Ice by its side.' Tell Waterstar 'Fire, Moon, and Ice will save the Clans.' That is all I can tell you now." Meowed Bluestar.

"But, Bluestar, Firestar died long ago. How can he save the Clans?" asked Sandfire.

"Firestar died long ago, but others still channel his spirit." answered Bluestar. She walked out of the clearing, and Sandfire woke up.