Splashclaw watched as the elders carried Rainfur's body out of the camp. Smokeheart was standing beside him with Hawktalon, Goldentail, and Leafcloud. The elders dropped her into a small ditch, and then they kicked dirt up over her for the proper burial. Goldentail nodded and walked back to the nursery to care for Stonekit. Splashclaw walked away after a while and began to pad towards the Warrior's Den, but was halted by Brownfur."W-Wait! Splashclaw!" Splashclaw tilted his head in curiosity. "Hm?" Brownfur signaled with his tail to come with him to the Medicine Cats' Den. When they arrived, Mudfur was in the back of the den, out of ear shot. "Splashclaw. I've been having dreams! Dreams from StarClan! And you were in them!" Splashclaw's eyes widened slightly. "Really?" Brownfur nodded. "Yes. I saw you, and you were standing on the river with smoke forming around you, and there were strange cats surrounding you, cats that weren't from the clans. Strangers." Brownfur explained. Splashclaw listened with much interest. " What do you think these dreams mean?" Brownfur shuffled his paws. "I thought you may know. Mudfur doesn't know either. I think it's a prophecy." Splashclaw stood back up and headed for the exit. "You probably ate a bad fish or something." Brownfur began to protest, but Splashclaw had already left and headed for the Warrior's Den. Brownfur's having dreams from StarClan about me..? Splashclaw through these thought around in his head until he plopped down on his bed of moss and feathers and drifted into sleep.
When he woke, he was in a strange clearing. The grass was clean and green, and the air seemed to sparkle as the stars in Silverpelt seemed to almost touch the ground. A small portion of stars began to whirl around in a circle, then they morphed into the shape of a slim she-cat. "Rainfur? Is that you?" Splashclaw mewed in disbelief. Rainfur's pelt twinkled with stars in it. She was hardly visible, except for her outline and twinkling brown eyes. "Yes, Splashclaw. I'm in StarClan now, and I have something very important to tell you." Splashclaw looked around himself. The ground had turned into an endless river, but he still stood upon it. Mist circled him ominously. This is the dream Brownfur's been having! Hundreds of cats Splashclaw had never seen gathered around him. "Splashclaw." Rainfur began. "You are the bridge of light; the bridge to guide cats over the river of despair. You must be prepared to be the bridge, as the supports hold you up until your task is through." Splashclaw's mind spun. What did all of this mean? Why was she telling him this? Rainfur's figure began to fade and the river below began to flow more violently. The cats around him began to melt into a strange black substance. The clouds spun around into a large sphere shape. Splashclaw gazed around hopefully, but nothing changed. Splashclaw eventually lost his footing and the river swallowed him, dragging him to the bottom. Splashclaw gasped for air, but he only inhaled more water. Just when he felt like his lungs would burst, his eyes shot open, and he took a huge breathe as he looked around to see himself in the Warrior's Den once more.