Hi all,

Um... Yeah. Nothing to say, really.

Thanks and see ya!?

Moonfrost closed her eyes and pushed her thoughts away, leaving only Spiritclaw's sleeping form. She listened for a few heartbeats before matching her breathing to his and concentrating on entering his mind. This time, though, she inhaled deeply and held her breath before she began dream-walking, and managed to avoid the sharp stab of pain. It was a trick Jayfeather had taught her.

She opened her eyes to see that she was standing next to a small, calm river. A river? Usually she was in the forest or in mountains or even in a vast, open moor, but never a river.

She began pacing around the banks, waiting for Jayfeather or Spiritclaw to appear and explain the presence of the river. Nobody showed up.

She decided to follow the river to its source, and padded alongside it for quite a while. Eventually she came to a stop at the foot of a mountain. The path on her side of the river was cut off by a huge boulder. It was a few tail-lengths high, much too tall to jump over. The path on the other bank was clear, though.

There were no fallen trees or stepping stones anywhere, as far as she could see. In fact, there were no trees anywhere. Looking back, she did not recall seeing a single tree during the dream. What was this place? Dipping a paw in the water, she instantly froze at the temperature. It was so cold she was surprised it wasn't frozen. But... the air was warm. How was this possible?

The river was wide. Could she make the jump? No, if she fell she would be swept away in the freezing current. It was too much of a risk. If she could get higher, she might be able to use that to her advantage. There was less chance of falling in if the leap's starting point was higher than the end...

Moonfrost shook her head. Her brain was working too fast. It was just a dream, and no cat would be haed if she couldn't make it. She calmly clambered up onto a small boulder, and from there she leapt to a higher one. The rock blocking her path was too far away to jump to, so she would have to leap from here.

Bunching her muscles like she would to pounce on prey, she pushed off the rock and flew through the air for a heartbeat before landing on the other bank. Her hind leg slipped on the muddy bank and plunged into the water, sending another shiver down her spine, and she lifted it out.

From here the path was clear. She padded along quietly until she found the mouth of a cave looming in front of her. The river led into it, so she stepped inside. Her pawsteps echoed around the gloomy tunnel, and she was grateful to have a flowing river to guide her past twists and turns. When she seemed to be lost, she would just listen out for the gentle sound of running water, and follow it back to the main tunnel.

Suddenly, the tunnel system opened up into a large cavern, with a pool in the centre, shining with moonlight from the hole above. Wait, moonlight? When she was outside, it was daytime, almost sunhigh. Through the hole overhead, Moonfrost could make out the night sky, glittering with stars, and a full moon.

"Welcome to the Cave of Eternal Night," boomed a disembodied voice. There were no cats in the 'Cave of Eternal Night', so she assumed it was some magic dream-voice. Wait... there was a cat. It's fur blended in so well with the silver-grey cave floor, and it was in shadow. The voice had definitely not come from the figure, though. It was sprawled on the floor, panting and covered in wounds, as if it had just been in a battle.

"Excuse me, are you alright?" She figured this cat couldn't really hurt her in this state, and any stranger was worth helping. She didn't know it was bad, so for all she knew, it could be an old Thunderclan friend.

"M- Mo- ah," It was a tom's voice, that was for sure. "Moon-"

"Moon? What about the moon? It's full." What was this cat asking?

"Moonfrost?" The only cat who knew her warrior name was...

"Spiritclaw! Who did this to you?" Her best friend, her protector, her mate, looking such a mess. "How can I fix it?"

He did not answer. He only lifted his head for a moment. But that simple motion gave away everything.

In that heartbeat, he looked her straight in the eyes. His own cold, blue eyes were inflicting more pain on her than claws or teeth ever could. They were clouded with pain and grief, while glinting with hatred and anger. There was so much emotion in his gaze, she thought she would burst with sorrow. His icy gaze betrayed loss, and his face was twisted into a look of utter menace.

He finally dropped his gaze, and questions flooded her mind. Why was he angry? And at who? What had he lost? The sound of a droplet landing on hard stone broke her thoughts. She looked to the pool. It was completely still.

She heard another. And another. Then came a sob. A sob? She turned to see Spiritclaw, tears streaming out of his eyes and on to the floor of the cave.

Was he... crying?

Moonfrost felt a flood of memories, thoughts and still more questions enter her brain, but she couldn't clear them out again. Thoughts of the talks her parents had as a kit, and the nights she spent with Spiritclaw, sleeping together in their own den. Memories of life in Thunderclan. She staggered backwards, wanting to escape these horrors and never return. She turned tail and fled through the tunnel, Spiritclaw's wails echoing through the cave system. The prophecy repeated itself over and over in her head until she reached the end of the tunnel.

'Beware the cat who is not what they seem, beware the cat who cries in their dreams. Beware the one whose gaze is icy, for the powers of darkness and shadow are rising."

She had figured out who the cat was, but how could she tell Thunderclan? She was the only one who could see him crying in his dreams, so how could she prove it was true?

She couldn't believe her mate lied to her, and let her think she was the cat for this long. He was the last cat she thought might be the one, and it was hard to realise the truth.

Spiritclaw was the cat in the prophecy.

Gosh, this was long! That took a while to write. Also, for clarification, a week is Monday, Tuesday, etc etc, Saturday, Sunday. That's what I'm going with for my schedule. (I might be in a different time zone to you, so it might come out after Sunday where you are from.

Okay, that was a terrible explanation, but OKAY.

See ya!