A moon passed, and Skykit could barely fall asleep. Her mind seemed to swim, her heart raced, her paws aches, she felt… she didn't know exactly what she felt. But she did know that she felt slightly sick to the stomach.
"I can't sleep," she meowed, barging into the medicine cats' den, "And I haven't for the past moon!"
"Then eat these poppy seeds," the medicine cat apprentice instructed, gently pushing a bundle of seeds on a leaf towards Skykit.
"Thanks, Sagepaw," Skykit blinked before gentle before gently picking up the leaf and padded back to the nursery.
She opened the leaf and swallowed the seeds, they felt cold against her tongue.
The scenery swam, and she felt dizzy - and sleepy. Feeling very tired, Skykit rested her silver tabby head on her paws before letting sleep wash over her…
"She must be kept alive," hissed a she-cat, spitting furiously into the face of a tom,"We can't just let her die!"
"Die? Foxdung to that!" agreed another cat, "She is the one in the prophecy, she must fulfill it!"
"Oh? What are you saying?" outraged a tom, "A prophecy has already once not been fulfilled, who says it can't happen again?"
"But SwampClan…" began a tom.
"Shut up!" yowled the first cat, "She is here."
They all turned to look at the silver tabby, who stared at the older cats in disbelief,"W-who are all of you?"
"We are the first leaders of the Clans - well, the second set of Clans, that is," meowed the first cat.
"That's not what I meant! I meant - who are all of you? What are your names?" Skykit roared.
"I'm Meadowstar," the she-cat retorted, "And that's Beachstar… Treestar… Mountainstar… and Swampstar."
"You are in a prophecy, Skykit," Oceanstar meowed.
The first BeachClan leader was about to say something, probably the prophecy, when Skykit's dream began to shatter.
"Wait! You never told me the prophecy yet! Come back!" the kit wailed, but by the time she said it - it was too late, they had already disappeared.