The moon shone silver over a pool of crystal clear water. WhisperClan's never changing territory looked beautiful tonight, illuminated by thousands of stars. And a black she-cat sat next to the pool. Dabbing a paw into it, she flicked water droplets across the pool, creating ripples. Any second now, the AshClan medicine cats would be here, and she needed to speak with them. If her daughter couldn't step it up, she had dug the graves of her Clan. Darkstar had to warn them, before Nightstar came to join her, and her Clan fell at the claws of leaf-bare. Indeed, something was coming.