There was such a ruckus outside that I could barely fall asleep. I couldn't go to
the gathering because I was too young. I grabbed my mother Silverblossom's
soft tail and put it over my head, grunting softly. It's not fair! I thought. How
come the warriors and apprentices get to go? I got up and looked outside.
Everything was quiet. They had left. Finally I can get some rest! I thought
as I drifted off to sleep. "Huh?" I woke up in a place shrouded in darkness.
"Where am I?" I said, confused. "This is a dream, Goldkit." You are in
StarClan." Said a cat who had appeared from nowhere. "What?! You
mean I'm dead?!" I responded, horrified. "No, you are having a dream,"
Said the cat. "I am Kestreltail, once deputy of ThunderClan. I walk
in the hunting grounds of StarClan now." "Oh," I said, feeling
embarrassed. Then Kestreltail's eyes widened. An eerie glow
came from behind him and he said, "A color brighter than sun,
through many troubles and perils will save not just this Clan,
but all of them." "What? What does that mean?" I said as the
eerie glow surrounded me and took away my vision. "Gah!" I
screamed as I woke. Phew, I thought. It was only a nightmare.