I rush back to camp.

"Goldenleaf!" I yowl.

Many heads turn to me confused as to why I yowled so loud. Goldenleaf appears looking worried. "Silverstar are you OK?! I could hear you all the way across the camp!"

I lower my voice. "Yes, yes, I'm perfectly fine. But I need to talk to you," I look around. "Preferably not here."

Goldenleaf guestures to her den. "Does the medicine den sound good?

"Yes thanks."

We stroll into the medicine den and I tell her about my meeting with Firestar.

"That could mean a lot of different things," Goldenleaf replies after I tell her the prophecy.

I close my eyes and shake my head. "I know but there must be a way to figure it out. I still don't get why Firestar keeps appearing to me. Isn't that strange? Usually our ancestors, or other members of Starclan that associate with my previous clan, ThunderClan in our case, appear to the medicine cats not the leaders."

"I know. That is strange. But there has to be a reason. Maybe it's because all the problems we are facing directly correlate with you."

I get up and pace the den. "All these prophecies and mysteries are really making me confused and frankly kind of frustrated. Why does StarClan not give us direct answers?"

Goldenleaf shrugs. "StarClan knows better than we do. That's how they work."

"I hope this problem will soon resolve because-" An ear splitting yowl cuts me off.

Whitewillow appears at the opening of the den, her eyes wide with terror.

"Silverstar! They're attacking us!".

I know exactly who Whitewillow is talking about the instant she speaks. I jump out of the den whispering, "The Band of Rogue Shadows!" under my breath.

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Ok so I know I haven't updated in a while and this was a patheticly short chapter but I promise I'll try better on update timing and the story will get more interesting.