The air was ice cold and a mighty wind buffeted the hills. Snow lay glistening everywhere, reflecting the light of a full moon.
These hills lay far, in the distance were some mountains, and in the other direction lay what looked to be a giant layer of ice.
There was no noise, not a single sound. It appeared as if the frozen, white world was deserted. Not a twig was out of place and not a single drop of snow fell.
The sky was riddled with glowing, bright stars. There were millions of them, all clearly visible against the dark sky.
One of the stars suddenly flickered brightly. A few others followed suit and soon the entire sky was glittering brightly.
A small star slowly floated down from the sky. As it fell, it slowly grew into the shape of a small yet elegant cat. Some other stars did the same and soon the entire hill was riddled with cats.
Four stood in the center of them all. A large, black tom spoke first.
"A great danger comes to the mountains. All four Clans will be affected. We have come to here to discuss what to do."
The small cat replied, "Shadestar, I don't think there is much we can do." Her pelt glittered with the light of the stars, "I know you worry for HailClan but all what we can do is warn the Clans."
All four cats bowed their heads and a white light started to glow from them as the spoke
"Snow and Sky shall mix together,
On a dark day of doom.
One cat's paws will guide the others
And all the power of StarClan,
Will reside in one small kit."
The other cats in the clearing all bowed their heads. "So it is said." They all chanted.
Slowly, all the cats drifted back up into the sky, and turned back into stars.
The ground where they had stood showed no mark that anyone had visited, not even a single paw mark.
All was as it had been.
