The stars glittered in the endless night sky, a beautiful tortoiseshell she-cat sat in a forest clearing with her tail wrapped tightly around her front paws. "Swiftheart?" A voice called from the trees. Swiftheart twisted her head around as she saw a black tabby she-cat with a few ginger splotches pad out of the trees.

"Yes, Darkblaze?" Swiftheart asked with a dip of her head. Darkblaze padded over to Swiftheart and sat down next to her, the faintest shimmer of stars in her pelt.

"Accidents will happen, and gorse will disappear." Darkblaze meowed suddenly.

"Is... Is this a prophecy?" Swiftheart asked, snapping her head around to look Darkblaze in the eye.

"Yes. It will effect the entire clan. You must keep an eye out... Maybe try to prevent it..." Darkblaze shook her head with a hiss. "I don't know anymore."
Swiftheart dipped her head, and began to fade. A moment later, she woke up in her nest in the medicine den, in ThunderClan territory.