It was cold and utterly silent. Greysight could feel nothing, could hear nothing; there wasn't even a breeze of wind in the air. She shook her head and carefully pawed at the space around her, but there was no grass, or stone, or anything remotely tangible nearby. Was she dreaming? She didn't remember falling asleep. There was a meeting, and she had told the others that Lostheart wanted to keep her name, but after that...her memory was cloudy.

The fur on Greysight's neck began to stand on end as she felt a chill run down her spine, a chill that couldn't possibly have been caused from any real cold- Wherever she was, it was completely sterile. She had to be dreaming, there was no other explanation. She couldn't have possibly just lost all her senses. The idea seemed ridiculous, but the fact that it had even crossed her mind only proved she had considered it. But if she was dreaming, why was it so dark?

Was it even dark at all, or was she blind here? The black she-cat couldn't be sure. She had wanted to speak to Mosspelt...That was it! She remembered, yes; Greysight's tail tip twitched as the fog in her mind suddenly began to clear. It was late after the meeting, so they had all turned in for the night; after what Lostheart told her, she went to sleep in hope of seeing Mosspelt in her dreams. She had never actually tried to summon the clan's previous medicine cat by herself before, and now she only felt more confused and-though she was too prideful to admit it out loud-scared.

Greysight's senses were everything to her. Because she couldn't see, she relied a lot more on her sense of smell, touch, and hearing than any other cat. Without them she felt completely vulnerable.

This place was nothing like the sparkling forest she had so often seen when meeting Mosspelt before, this place was dark; it reminded her of her old nightmares... But those had stopped a long time ago; besides, something always happened. Nothing was happening in this place. It was dark, quiet, scentless, and textureless. Snorting inwardly, Greysight wondered if this was what her normal dreams were supposed to be like. If so, she wasn't very creative.

Every time she met Mosspelt, it almost seemed like the she-cat became more and more distant and was trying to push her away. Then again- Mosspelt had said reaching her was difficult, but why? The former medicine cat certainly hadn't gone into any detail.

Well, if Mosspelt wouldn't come to her, then she would just have to find the medicine cat by herself.

Greysight cautiously took a single, aimless step forward; and after she dubbed it okay to continue, she shook her fur off lightly continued. One paw after the other, Greysight began to gain confidence with each step she took into what seemed like oblivion.

Narrowing her eyes, Greysight squinted ahead to see what looked like a dash of red standing out against the darkness. She was immediately drawn toward it, but as she came closer, a small frown made its way across her features.

She no longer wanted to go that way.

As Greysight moved to turn away from the abnormality, her body became paralyzed, even the beating of her heart ceased for what seemed like a split second and she once again found herself holding her breath.

Blood.

Except, unlike the small splatter now laying behind her, this blood grew into a long trail that stretched out and expanded, staining the surface of the darkness around her. It grew wider in the distance, and from where she stood, she could make out the forms of dark shapes lying in the pool. Greysight snapped her eyes shut, not wanting to see any of this.

In response to her actions, Greysight could feel the blood beginning to rise around her, and already she could feel the warm, sticky liquid seeping into her fur. Horror gripped at the she-cat as the scent suddenly erupted in her nostrils, but she knew trying to move was pointless. She was trapped, and there was nothing she could do.

Greysight clenched her blind eyes harder, trying desperately to stop her shaking paws. Blood was something she was used to as a warrior, but so much was overwhelming, it was going to swallow her up whole!

Greysight pulled hopelessly at her paws, but she could not lift them; and as the blood began to rise, Greysight stretched with all her effort to keep herself above it. She was almost completely submerged now as the blood came up to her neck and, clenching her eyes shut, Greysight waited to become submerged by the horrid liquid...

"-Greysight? Greysight?"

Greysight took a deep breath before the blood overcame her, and she could hear nothing but the pounding of her own blood in her ears as...

"GREYSIGHT!"

With a jolt and a deep gasp for air, clouded eyes snapped open; it was still dark, but Greysight soon realized that there was nothing but open air surrounding her. All sign and scent of blood were gone, and her pelt was completely dry and clean.

Taking a moment to let out a breath and calm her pounding heart, Greysight allowed herself to relax. It was just a nightmare, thank StarClan.

Moonfur and Lostheart exchanged a brief glance before Moonfur spoke again. "You were thrashing about in your sleep... You kicked me twice you know." she added, licking her chest fur in disdain. Lostheart, however, was a bit more concerned. It had been a horrifying sight watching Greysight like that, like she was utterly terrified; it made her wonder what had caused it.

"Are you okay?" Lostheart meowed carefully. "You looked like you were having some sort of nightmare..."

At this Greysight was quiet for a moment, her head was tilted toward the ground as if the she-cat was deep in thought. "Yeah...it was."

"What was it about?" Moonfur asked with growing interest. Greysight stood up and shook a few pieces of grass from her pelt that had become lodged in with all her movement. In an effort to make her fur lie flat again, she gave a few quick licks to her shoulder to calm her ruffled black fur, slicking it back down against her.

"I don't know. Something weird," Greysight lied, "I can't even remember much of it now." For some reason she didn't feel comfortable telling the others, it was embarrassing enough that they had seen her. She had been trying to keep her dreams a secret for the longest time, but luck was never on her side was it?

"Well, you should take Warpaw out for the day. He's already excited enough about the Gathering, it'd be good to have him release some of that energy." Moonfur chuckled lightly. "He's already been an apprentice for quite a while, you'd think going to the Gathering would lose its appeal."

"I was planning on it anyway." Greysight responded, "As for the appeal, I think every clan is interested in seeing how TreeClan is being run. We don't want a repeat performance now do we?"

Moonfur gave Greysight a sort of half smile despite knowing the she-cat couldn't see it. "I'm going to hunt, I'm starving. I thought I might try the river today, you never know." After having lived in DarkClan for a while now, the DarkClan cats had taught Moonfur to swim and fish; it was difficult at first because it was never something she had to deal with in the mountains, but she actually enjoyed swimming. The wet fur could be a pain afterwards, but it felt nice in the water.

Greysight gave an amused snort, "Don't fall in!" she teased. Moonfur gave a light-hearted scoff and turned to walk out of the den. She knew Greysight knew nothing about what had happened a while ago, but Lostheart did, and it made her feel uncomfortable to have it brought up. Especially around the red-eyed she-cat. It made her feel guilty, embarrassed, and just...pathetic.

Moonfur padded out of the warriors den; Greysight moved to follow after her, but stopped when Lostheart approached her. The scarred, black she-cat seemed a bit worried, though it did not show much in her expression, Greysight had gotten better at reading what she felt through other's movements. Greysight herself felt a small twinge of worry. Was Lostheart going to question her about her dream?

"What did they say?" Lostheart meowed.

Greysight was caught off guard for a moment after her expectation turned out to be wrong, but she quickly remembered the events of the other day and was able to calm herself shortly. "I told them that you were going to keep your name; I decided not to mention the lives, we don't want to upset anybody, and it won't hurt anybody if they don't know."

"I suppose..." Lostheart replied warily. A part of her was glad Greysight hadn't told them about her experience with StarClan, but it didn't feel right for the others to think she had more lives than they did- But, as Greysight said, it didn't really matter too much. Maybe it was even better this way...or so she tried to tell herself. It didn't feel right to withhold the truth, but Lostheart decided it was better than the alternative. They would continue to do things as they were doing before, she wasn't going to place herself above anyone else on some sort of leader pedestal.

"Thanks, Greysight."

Greysight grinned at Lostheart and flickered her tail, "Don't mention it,"

Lostheart examined the shorter black she-cat standing in front of her strangely. Why was Greysight so calm about everything? Didn't it bother her to know that she was... StarClan had practically denounced her. Why was Greysight acting like everything was normal, like she was normal?

"We're friends, that's what we do."

Lostheart blinked, broken from her thoughts as Greysight began to leave the warriors den, she quickly picked up her pace to walk beside the blind she-cat as they stepped out into the dull light of day in DarkClan territory. The sun wasn't out completely, but it was lighter than usual; it looked like a good sign.

AUTHOR'S NOTE

I AM SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING, HERE's THE DEAL:

This chapter was going to be longer, but I felt so bad for not updating so I posted what I had. It is the end of the year and I am super busy. This is the reason I was originally going to wait a while for Book 3, but I thought I could handle it and started it anyway- I was wrong. ALSO, I would have notified you guys sooner BUT it is against fanfiction rules to post anything other than a chapter, otherwise bad things so I couldn't make any sort of update post. Business comes with general work, SAT coming up, AP exams, Finals, and etc; in fact, I have a research paper that I need to do by this weekend, so that's not fun at all. I will continue to work on my story following after the date of June 1st. I am sorry for keeping all of you waiting, and I am also sorry for extending the waiting period. It was my mistake to think I could handle it all :I .Hopefully some of you are still following.

-Lost