Appletail felt a nudge on her shoulder, waking her up.
"Time to go." Willowshine said.
Appletail looked up. Half-moon. Time to go to the Moonpool. Appletail yawned and began to groom her moss covered pelt. Her fur looked silver in the moonlight. The camp was unusually quiet, it seemed very peaceful. Satisfied, Appletail walked with her mentor to the Moonpool. She walked through the familiar black tunnel, her pawsteps echoing around her. Soon, they had reached the Moonpool. As usual, the beauty shocked her, and by the look on Willowshine's face, it seems you never got over it. Appletail lapped at the moonpool, her fellow Medicine cats doing the same, until black drowned her vision. She expected to wake up in the field like she always does, but she was in unfamiliar territory. Hailstar was not there either, which surprised her. She had gotten used to seeing him often. Admittedly, she enjoyed seeing the StarClan cat.
Appletail yet out a meow of surprise when she realized that she was not alone. A golden spotted she cat sat in front of her. Appletail dipped her head respectfully at the former leader.
"I have a prophecy for you Appletail. Listen closely." Leopardstar meowed seriously.
"Two will fall. Three will rise. Two will replace. One will betray." Suddenly, Leopardstar's words echoed, the words did not seem to come from her.
Before Appletail could ask what the prophecy meant, Appletail felt herself fade, beginning to wake up. Appletail looked at the leader with desperation in her eyes. She had to learn more! The sympathy in Leopardstar's eyes told her that there was nothing she could do. The tabby let out a sigh, and woke up in the cold, dark cave once again.