Windchime
"River words, Thunder crazy, Shadow faceless and Wind what?" Graystripe thought aloud as he look over the moors. "Guess I have no choice but to find out now, do I?"
"So your saying crazy things happen in Graystripe's dreams?" asked a Starclan cat, after Blackstar and an alright Yellowfang explained.
"Yes," both cat chorused.
"So you both tried to wake Graystripe up?" Blackfoot nodded while Yellowfang looked away.
"I didn't get the chance to talk to him." Everybody stared at the black she-cat as she hesitated.
"Yellowfang?"
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"Well, I got caught up in the moment with things going on."
"How do we wake him?"
Graystripe headed straight to Windclan camp, knowing the camp is where he would find something. Upon reaching it however, the cats were all asleep.
Huh?
"Hello Graystripe." A dark gray tom with a riped ear.
"Who are you?"
"My name is Gray Wing."
"Gray Wing?" "Thats not a clan name."
"I am one of your ancestors, one of cats who came here." Graystripe stared, then shook his head.
"Why are you here?"
"I have come to take you somewhere." Suspicious.
"Where to." Not exactly a question.
"That you will find out soon."
The gray cat lead him though Windclan and Thunderclan territory. Where the twoleg nests should be was another forest.
"There use to be a fifth clan here, Skyclan." A fifth? But more importantly...
"Why did you lead me here."
"To warn you. That the sky shall be coat in blood and the shadows of the past shall follow you. Wake up before you get caught."
"What-"
A soft dinging noise was heard, making Graystripe feel sleepy. He tried again.
"Wwhhaatt-" was all he could manage before falling dead in his sleep.