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♦ "Change is coming..."
A startled, lanky, calico tom nearly fell off his rocky perch. "Wha-?" He asked, golden eyes squinting into the darkness. A soft, shimmery form materialized on the ground below him and he breathed out a sigh of relief. As the stars appeared around him, they brought a calm. He felt more at home in Starclan's dream realm than he did in his clan's own forest.
"The clan has never faced something like this, Mottledleaf. You need to tread carefully." The cat spoke again, her voice threading through the starry air. The tom suddenly felt uneasy as he observed the fear in his mentor's eyes.
"What's wrong Featherstep?" He asked, "What do I tell my clan? How can we prepare?" She looked at him and shook her head. As she opened her mouth to speak, a flash of light broke through the sky and struck one of the towering oaks around the clearing. The massive tree groaned as it fell and sparks leaped from the splintered ruin. One of the sparks clung to nearby brush, igniting the dry branches with a hungry flame. The fire began to spread as Mottledleaf and Featherstep stared with raised hackles and wide eyes.
"Fire in Starclan?" Mottledleaf mewed weakly, looking to the she-cat for help.
"Run!" His mentor's usually cool exterior broke and she vanished; the fear in her voice left a shiver running down his spine. This wasn't supposed to be happening. The fire wasn't meant to be part of the message. Starclan's territory was supposed to be safe, yet something dangerous had broken in. He turned tail and ran, his heart pounding in his ears as he waited to wake up back in his den.
