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Chapter Eight: The Dream

Raven looked around at his Clan. Eleven cats were strangers there, including the kits. Forgottenpaw, Darkpaw, Minnowtail, Thornfang, Winterfrost, Cloverleaf, Lemonkit, Mintkit, Fishpaw, Moonpaw, and Riverspirit.

"From now on," meowed Raven. "Darkpaw will be known as Dark, Minnowtail will be known as Minnow, Thornfang will be known as Thorn, Winterfrost will be known as Winter, Cloverleaf will be known as Clover, and Riverspirit will be known as River. Fishpaw will be known as Fish, Moonpaw will be known as Moon, and the kits will be known as Lemon and Mint. Forgottenpaw will keep his Clan name." The cats around them screeched the names, as if they were in a real Clan ceremony.

"Dark. Weird name," joked Flash.

"Hey!" mewed Dark. "That's unfair. Flash isn't that great, either." Flower purred in amusement. Raven padded up to them.

"Congratulations!" he meowed.

"Raven…" murmured Flower. "I was wondering if we could post guards to watch over camp? I…I don't feel safe here."

Raven stared at her, confused. "Our warriors will defend against any attack." Flower shook her head.

"If someone goes out alone, I guarantee that someone will kill them. What if it's Night? Or me? Or Violet?" stammered Flower. Raven hesitated, then asked Lightning to guard the cave entrance. Flower padded down the tunnel that led to the apprentice's den. Forgottenpaw was already there, eating a mouse. Falcon had gathered a small pile of fresh-kill in one corner of the den. Flowerpaw took a small vole and went to her nest. As she ate the vole, she thought about how Rainstar had looked at her in the battle. There was anger, hostility….even fear. What did her old Clan know about her?

Flower curled up and closed her eyes. Before she knew it, she was dreaming. She was standing on a high pillar of stone, looking down on the forest. A tiny white flower under a red sunset. A few heartbeats later, there was a flash of light, then it was nighttime. Owl, her brother, was walking toward her. Flower wanted to dash forward, but her paws were frozen to the ground. Owl was whispering something: "Under a bloodstained sunset, a flower will grow. A flash of light will be covered by a night of shadow. As a cold dawn comes, fire will destroy the forest. Only three can save it."

As Owl said the last words, Flower woke up. Forgottenpaw was asleep, and the sun was rising. A prophecy? thought Flower. Is that why everyone in EmberClan hated us?

Forgottenpaw woke up. Flower stared at the empty nests around them. "Where is everyone?" she whispered. Forgottenpaw shrugged. "I don't know," he muttered. "Let's find out."

They hurried into the center of the cave. No one was there but a speckled black she-cat.

"Hello," she snarled, baring her teeth.

Ashfall.