"No…" He gasped out. "It can't be."
"Do you think that they will reincarnate Tigerfang?" Brightstar asked.
He nodded slowly. "Yes, Brightstar, I do think so. This isn't good at all. We're all in danger; Starclan and the clans. Do you know if they've reincarnated any cat yet?"
"Just one." She told him. "Hawktalon."
His tail stopped twitching and his heart seemed to skip a few beats. "Great Starclan...and he's almost as bad as Tigerfang. Oh no. Do you know where he is?"
Brightstar shook her head. "I don't know, Wolfsoul."
"We're all in grave danger now." He hissed out. "This isn't good at all. I'll hunt him down myself if I have to."
"I know you would." She told him gently. "But now is not the time. Wait until you are a warrior."
"But I am a warrior." He nearly snarled. "Just only one cat knows it. To every other cat down there, I am just an apprentice. I'm ready! I can find Hawktalon and take him down now!"
"Not yet, Wolfsoul. When the time is right, that is when you will fight him."
"How do I know when the time is right?"
But the vision was already fading.
"Brightstar! Don't go! Answer me!" He yowled at her.
*X*
Onepaw's eyes snapped open. He was back in his nest. Shrewpaw was glaring at him from across the den.
"Sorry." He murmured.
The light gray apprentie gave a small flick of his tail. "Right."
He got to his paws, shaking moss from his pelt. "Just a bad dream."
"We all get them." Shrewpaw muttered in reply. "Just gotta walk it off."
Onepaw gave him a small nod and left the den. He glanced around the muddy clearing, thankful to see that the rain had stopped. He could see the moon and the stars above him. When the time is right, Brightstar? When is that?