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Thunderstar looked at the other StarClan cats. Windstar, Riverstar, and Shadowstar. “Are you guys sure we have the right cat this time?” Thunderstar asked. His pelt, the color of autumn leaves, glowed in the starlight, while his snow-white paws shone like shooting stars on a pitch black sky. “You know we have. We all had the same dream the night of the Great Storm.” Windstar replied. She was a skinny but graceful cat, her brown pelt blended in to the soft earth. Her green eyes didn’t show fear when she looked into the ThunderClan leader’s amber eyes. “We shouldn’t be fighting. We are StarClan, not Dark Forest.” Riverstar mewed. “We all just need to be careful. None of us are fighting, we are warning each other.” Shadowstar meowed. They all exchanged a glance. Riverstar still didn’t look convinced, his gray pelt ruffled with worry. Shadowstar was even looking worried, her black pelt sparking with tension. Riverstar’s green eyes met Shadowstar’s amber eyes. They all knew the cat was going to go through a lot. They didn’t even have to say it for all the cats to understand. They knew this was hard for such a young cat to decide. A cat came out of nowhere. It was none other than Starwatcher. Her gray eyes looked at all the cats gathered below her, talking of a cat who would go through much more than any medicine cat in the history of all the Clans. Her white fur shone like frost on a black pelt. Her black-tipped ears twitched in frustration. This was too much for a young cat. All the guilt he would suffer, and StarClan could do nothing to stop it. Starwatcher gazed out among the star-lit forest. Would this cat really put two Clans in turmoil? Thunderstar and Windstar had already sensed it. A terrible time for all Clans was drawing closer and closer. The thing that saddened her the most was that they would have to put this burden on another cat’s paws. Some things even we can’t help. She thought to herself. She looked down at ThunderClan. She gasped. He was being born.