Dreams of Darkclan

[Meany]

OOC: Ls, let's get this party started!

IC: It was a blur, the sight before Silverfur's eyes. It stayed like that for some time, odd colors like fire and ice swirling in front of him.

[Guest]

SIlverfur strained to see past it, then finally, he was in Fourtrees, stars glittering in the strange sky.
"I'm here," he mewed. "Starclan?"

[Longstorm]

The mist cleared and many voices whispered into the Healer's ears, but the voices were garbled and unintelligible, growing louder and louder and LOUDER. Finally, after a terrible shriek that seemed to rip the stars in half, a quiet voice hissed,
"The abyss eats those with a lying heart... the rebellious shall find a glorious restart... The dew stains blood in all fur... And the mottled shall see the unheard..."
The muggy forest faded and Silverfur awoke.

[Guest]

Silverfur jerked out of his sleep, a sense of foreboding in his heart. Not waiting to say 'farewell', he ran out of the Chamber and out of Moonfall, running along the Tawnyclan border so he could get home.

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