Funkelnstar padded through a dark, unfamiliar forest. She looked around to see where she was. The small flowers sparkled despite the darkness, and she could hear animals scampering about. This obviously wasn't SpeedClan territory.

Suddenly, a black tom visited her. The tom's pelt glowed with all the stars of StarClan and his eyes were full of wisdom. "Hello, Velvet," the cat greeted. "Or... Funkelnstar. I am sorry for calling you your kitty name." He dipped his head towards Funkelnstar.

"Um... hello," Funkelnstar mewed, sounding puzzled. "Who are you? Surely you are not a warrior?" She asked.

"No no no," the black tom responded. "I am Nightflight, a warrior from an old Clan called FallenClan."

Funkelnstar nodded. Her mind wandered but she settled on a question. "Where are we?" She asked Nightflight.

Nightflight chuckled. "This is DreamClan Forest."

Funkelnstar was still confused. What was DreamClan? Is this cat from DreamClan now? Nightflight could see the puzzled look on the leader's face.

"I have come to deliver a prophecy from StarClan," he mewed, trying to change the subject. Funkelnstar almost immediately snapped back into focus.

"From fire to ashes, and ashes to ground. Keep a close eye on those green fronds of plant. They can catch the fire, but can also put it out." And with that, Nightflight disappeared.

Funkelnstar woke up. It was all a dream. Had StarClan really spoken to her? Or was it another Clan, DreamClan? And if it was a dream, could it all just be in her head?

All these questions and more rattled inside of Funkelnstar's head. She heard the birds chirping and the cats bustling around outside her den. Funkelnstar calmed down and padded outside. She had a Clan to lead.