Soft paw steps tread the ground. She could hear tails swishing faintly in the night air, breath huffing in and out, and nocturnal animals scurrying and flying about. Familiar smells swept into her nose- earth, fallen leaves, and cats. Many cats. She was in StarClan, in the WhiskerClan territory. She could not see any cat, but she was not alone, either. Stars glimmered in every direction- she could see those. Whispers floated around her, and she was entranced by the beauty and the elegance. Shadows lurked around her- cast by the moonlight on the trees- but they were not dampening her spirits. She was blissfully happy. She would stay here her whole life, if only she did not have a mission, briefly forgotten. She came to a clearing. Gasping, she stopped, and took in the scene. She had not realized she crossed a border, but she must have, because the only cats she saw ahead were CloudClan. They were everywhere, milling about, watching something in their midst. She heard voices. She only recognized one…
And then she was running, speeding to reach him, as fast as she could go, but they were far away, and she was not getting closer. She wanted to be beside him, comfort him, because his voice sounded hurt and confused. Slowly, as she was racing but not moving, the StarClan cats faded out, one by one, and one cat was left where many had stood just moments before. She cried out to him, and stopped running. Exhausted, she panted, breathing hard, and yowled again. His beautiful eyes- one green, one hazel- looked deep into hers, as if to say, don't give up, I am here for you when no one else is, I love you, I will protect you. And then he turned and disappeared into the forest. She cried, she tore at the earth, but she could not move, and then everything faded, and she was fast asleep.
Nightwhisker was waking, stretching. She was on the Mooncliff, and it was dawn. She suddenly remembered her omen- was it an omen?- and she felt terrible. She had failed him, when he needed her. And she needed him. She needed to speak with him…
"Morning, sleepy-fur. Do you want to hunt before we leave? I've eaten a mouse."
"You scared me, Shadewillow! Don't do that!" Her dream, the dream. "I need to speak with you about this dream I had in StarClan last night. So it started in the forest…"
She repeated her dream to her friend, leaving nothing out. When she was done, Shadewillow stared ahead, unblinking. She said, "Nightwhisker, I think you already know what this means, but I'll tell you my dream, if they're connected… I think they are. Whatever StarClan is trying to tell us, I think it has everything to do with Shiningstar, and you, too. And probably me. And.. him. He is definitely involved… We need to speak to him. Come on, Nightwhisker, let's go talk to your star-tom."
********************End of Chapter 2. Thx4reading!********************************
*Published November 2016*
