This chapter takes place 10 moons after Nightstar was killed. Goldenblossom is 23 moons old.

The pale golden striped she-cat awoke with a low groan. Another one of those weird dreams. No - nightmares. She tilted her head sideways, remembering the dream as easily as she remembered her own name. A black tom, repeating something over and over.
"A mole, a feather, a rat, a blossom. Must find the cloud, the shade, the leaf and the lake."
But what does it mean? Can't he be more specific?
With an irritated huff, she sat up and began to groom her sleep-ruffled fur.
A mole, a blossom, a feather and a rat..
Was it a prophecy?
No.. the Clans broke up moons ago. It's impossible.

With one final lick, she stood up, slowly stretching her tired muscles, and glanced at her mini prey pile in the corner of the cave she'd decided to call her own. Leaf-bare was coming soon. She had to catch as much prey as she could today, so she'd have a good stock for the cold time of leaf-bare. She trotted out of the cave, purring as the sun warmed her pelt.

After walking a few fox-lengths, she soon caught the scent of a rabbit. Going into a hunting crouch, she struggled for a moment to pinpoint her prey, then began to slowly pad towards it.
After only a few pawsteps, the rabbit scented her, and took off. With an annoyed growl, she jumped to her paws and gave chase. They raced laps around the moor until Goldenblossom spotted a rabbit hole nearby. She sped up, her paws beating the ground in a rhythmic way, until the rabbit was directly in front of her. Timing her movement carefully, she jumped off the ground. The rabbit tried to escape, but by then, it was too late. She bit down on it's spine until the animal fell limp, and picked it up in her jaws. It was a plump, pale brown creature who had obviously enjoyed the plentiful green-leaf season. She dug a quick hole with her forepaws and dropped the rabbit into it. Smiling, she trotted off to find some more prey.

(AT NIGHT)

A lean black tom stood in front of Goldenblossom. She braced herself for the usual chant, but this time it was different. The tom stared at her for a moment but, as she watched, he changed into a small, dark brown tom with large paws. The black tom's voice spoke calmly into her ear.
"A mole.."
The image changed again, this time into a tall, pale grey tabby she-cat with strange, lilac-coloured eyes.
"A feather.."
A dark, lean grey tom appeared, his small, sharp green eyes staring into the distance.
"A rat.."
This time she found herself looking at an image of herself; a pale golden striped she-cat with an unusually long tail and wide blue eyes.
"A blossom."
The black tom appeared, but this time he was accompanied by a tortoiseshell she-cat, a pale brown spotted she-cat and a dark ginger and orange she-cat, all staring at Goldenblossom urgently.
"Must find the cloud, the shade, the leaf and the lake."
Suddenly the scene erupted. The four cats looked behind her, eyes wide with terror - no, wait.. where was the brown she-cat?
She swung around to see what they were looking at, and saw the same pale brown spotted she-cat, larger than before, fangs dripping with blood and an evil smirk on her face. When she spoke, her tone was cruel, unlike any cat she'd ever heard before; like a snake.
"I'm coming."