Gorsepaw looked around. She was in a beautiful forest clearing. Could all that had happened in the barn just have been a dream? No, it couldn't have... If it was, how did I know what the barn was called? Gorsepaw thought, although the thought that the barn was all just a dream still heavy on her mind. "Gorsepaw." A voice sounded from across the clearing. Gorsepaw pricked her ears.

"Wh-Who is it?" She called. A black tabby she-cat with a few ginger splotches padded out of the shadows.

"I am Darkblaze." The she-cat rumbled, her amber gaze as sharp as thorns. "You must return to the clans. Where the gentle feather, strong, yet loyal heart, and the wavering pool will save the cats around the lake from a danger that once ruled half the clans..."

Gorsepaw gazed up at Darkblaze with round eyes. "...what do you mean?" She meowed.

"You must head back to the clans." Darkblaze snapped without answering Gorsepaw's question. The she-cat spun around and stalked away.

***

Gorsepaw blinked open her eyes.

"Gorsepaw!" The apprentice looked around to see Julie staring down at her with wide, frantic eyes.