Birchcloud padded through the clearing, wondering where he was. It was a quiet forest, but not recognizable as ShadowClan or even ThunderClan territory. "Hello? StarClan?"
The tom was puzzled. Wasn't anyone here? Suddenly, a starry cat bounced out of the bushes and leaped in front of him. "As the sun rises and falls, destinies will collide, one will appear to be gone, and one will never return. Find the sun," she whispered, then Birchcloud's vision melted into blackness.
He blinked open his eyes, and looked at the other medicine cats. Emberdawn was awake, staring at Blankgaze, who was still asleep. Icefur and Hailheart were pressed against each other, sleeping. Mistypelt sat awake near the entrance. Not a moment later, Blankgaze, Icefur, and Hailheart all woke up.
The medicine cats looked at each other, and nodded. Then they all padded out.
On his way to camp, Birchcloud thought about the cats in his Clan and the prophecy he had received. As the sun rises and falls, destinies will collide, one will appear to be gone, and one will never return. Find the sun.
He didn't know what the hell it could mean.
Thinking carefully, he remembered that two kits had just been born. He headed to the nursery and stuck his head in. "Nightfeather? Have you named your kits yet?"
Nightfeather lifted her head. "Oh, yes. This is Darkkit and Sunkit."
Birchcloud's eyes widened. Find the sun.
Nightfeather narrowed her eyes. "What is it?"
Birchcloud shook his head. "Nothing," he replied. "Nothing at all."