Night. No sound. Just silence. All is quiet. ThunderClan. Everyone is fast asleep, recovering from a border fight. The Medicine Cat den. Jayfeather is fast asleep. He was dreaming that he was in a field, stalking a mouse. This is so great! he thought to himself. Just a few more seconds and I will catch my first piece of fresh-kill! His excitement was short-lived, however.

"Jayfeather?"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" Jayfeather yelped. He whipped around and saw Yellowfang. There was a rustling sound that indicated the mouse had ran away

"Sorry. I didn't mean to startle you." the old she-cat croaked.

"You should be! I was about to catch my first piece of fresh-kill and you scared it away!" Jayfeather snapped.

"You do know this is a dream and you will never actually catch a piece, right?" Yellowfang asked.

"I know. That's why I wanted to catch it. My only opportunity and now it's gone. Why are you here, anyway?" Jayfeather replied.

"I've come to give you a warning from StarClan."

"StarClan?!" Jayfeather echoed with interest.

"Yes, StarClan." Yellowfang nodded. She closed her eyes and when she opened them, they shone with stars.

The nine separate species that Twolegs and a small flightless bird rely on will one day save the Clans.

At these words, the wind started to pick up and Yellowfang started to fade into the grass.

"Wait! I don't understand! What does the prophecy mean?!" Jayfeather called as the wind died down. But it was no use. Yellowfang had disappeared and Jayfeather was alone in the field. He heard a rustling sound and a fresh scent of mouse wafted into Jayfeather's nose. I have you now! he thought. But he didn't.

A voice started calling him. "Jayfeather! Jayfeather, wake up!"

"Huh?" Jayfeather opened his eyes. Darkness greeted him, as usual.

"About time you woke up. Firestar wants to see you!" the same voice from the dream said. Jayfeather sniffed the air around him. It was Brambleclaw.

"Why? Is something wrong?" Jayfeather asked, fully awake now.

"I don't know. I think so. All I know is that he just sat up quickly and suddenly, panting heavily as if he was trying to calm himself down. Then he said he wanted a quick word with you." Brambleclaw explained.

"Okay." Jayfeather stood up and padded out of his den. He walked across the clearing and strode into the Leader's den. Firestar sat there waiting for him. "Hello, Firestar."

"Greetings, Jayfeather." Firestar purred.

"Brambleclaw told me what happened." Jayfeather said.

"Good. I-I had a dream last night. I think it was a sign from StarClan. I was walking alongside the sundrown place. Only it was slightly different. It was smaller and there were buildings behind it. I saw a young Twoleg playing with these dogs. There were eight of them, all different sizes, pelt colors, and structures. One of them was a bit of a klutz. Tripped over everything, including air. The weird thing was that I knew what they were saying. They didn't notice me, though. Then Spottedleaf showed up. You know Spottedleaf, right? Brown, tan, and white tortoiseshell?"

Jayfeather nodded. He had seen her the first time he had a real injury as a kit.

"Well, she showed up and said, 'Firestar. Pay attention closely. The nine separate species that Twolegs and a small flightless bird rely on will one day save the Clans.' I didn't know what to say. I just looked at the Twoleg and the dogs and then I woke up, scared out of my wits." Firestar concluded.

"That's so weird! I had a dream that I was stalking a mouse in a field and then Yellowfang showed up and told me the same thing! You don't suppose that the Twoleg and the dogs could be the Nine, do you?" Jayfeather asked incredulously.

"Let's not worry about that right now. We'll talk about it more the next time that either of us get more information." Firestar stated. "For now, let's keep quiet about this until the time is right."

"Okay. But is it okay if I share this with Lionblaze and Hollyleaf?" Jayfeather asked.

Firestar just looked at him, lost in thought. "No." he finally said.

Jayfeather lowered his gaze. "Oh. Alright."

"I mean it, Jayfeather. If we let this secret out right now, the others will think we are madder than a hare." Firestar said sternly.

Meanwhile, in Adventure Bay, Chase was fast asleep in his pup house. He was trotting through the forest. Then the smell of vole came to his nose. Chase didn't know what made him do it, but he started stalking it. "Ruff! Net!" Chase whispered. But at that exact moment a creature slightly smaller than him jumped out of nowhere and killed the vole. Blood spattered everywhere. The net landed on it. Chase studied the creature for a moment. It was a cat! It was gray and it's yellow eyes seemed to glow in the moonlight.

The cat bared a claw. It was the sharpest thing Chase had ever seen. The cat slashed the net open with one swipe. It bared it's teeth. Blood from the vole dripped off of them. It's front paws were also soaked with blood. Then it got into an attack position. Behind it, there were more glowing eyes. Chase realized he was surrounded by them With what sounded like a battle cry, they pounced at him. Fortunately, he woke up before they landed on him. Unfortunately, he woke with a scream.

"Some of us are trying to sleep!" Rubble growled.

"Yeah, how are we expected to sleep with you yelling your head off?" Marshal asked angrily.

"Leave him alone! I'm sure it was just a bad dream. We all get bad dreams." Skye snapped.

"Yeah, you wewen't doing so well youwself the othew night, Wubble." Zuma agreed.

Rubble's face went pink under his fur. He had a bad dream three nights before and screamed. "I suppose you're right. I'm sorry Chase."

"Me too." Marshal added.

"Apology accepted. I just think you have never had a dream like this one, though." Chase responded.

"What makes you say that?" Rocky asked.

Chase explained his dream in full detail. The rest of the pups listened with wide eyes. Marshal looked like he was ready to pass out from fear. "What was really weird was that it all seemed so real. Like, more real than a normal nightmare. I actually thought I was gonna die!" Chase concluded.

"That was some dweam." Zuma said.

"I'm glad I didn't have to experience that." Marshal agreed. The rest of the pups nodded.

"Maybe we should just forget about it and go back to sleep." SKye suggested.

"Yeah." said Chase. "After all, it was just a dream."

At least, that's what he thought.