Speckleddawn scowled in a worried way, her ears flattened. "I really hope that you won't be too upset...." She cringes as she repeats the prophecy. "When the sun of dawn sets on the horizon, the moss will all grow...." She shivers. "Mosspaw, I am the dawn that will set.... I am going to die soon..." She blinks, forcing back tears. "The prophecy tells that I will die, and that you are destined to become FallenClan's medicine cat. I still haven't figured out what the rest means though.." She looks up at her apprentice, waiting for her reply. StarClan, what are you trying to say?
(She isn't crying that Mosspaw will become medicine cat of course, she's happy for that, she just doesn't want to die >_>)