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"Ah. So you figured it out anyway." she said, glancing around warily, "You'll get me in trouble now, you shouldn't know that stuff."
Coldshard raised his eyes to the moon, though it wasn't much of a raise, when the moon was so close to the horizon.
Perhaps the first non threatening action he had done other than walking so far. "I feel like we should be getting somewhere. I mean, walking doesn't feel like fulfillment of a prophecy. We should at least know where we are going."
 
"When I dreamt the second time. I saw a clearing a of flowers, Morningpaw, warrior version, was there. She ate the leaves of a flower I've never seen and died. Then she had a lot of scars, and then she flickered into oblivion. Maybe we should go there. It felt.... important." Realized this was the first time she had told them about that dream. She flipped her ears back.
 
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"When I dreamt the second time. I saw a clearing a of flowers, Morningpaw, warrior version, was there. She ate the leaves of a flower I've never seen and died. Then she had a lot of scars, and then she flickered into oblivion. Maybe we should go there. It felt.... important." Realized this was the first time she had told them about that dream.
"If that can do anything to save my Clan, we should go there," Coldshard said fiercely.
"But if Morningpaw died from eating the leaf, is there really an herb to save us?
If she is scarred in battle, not a leaf on this earth could protect her from deadly enemies, like SplashClan?"
 
"There were a lot of plants there. I think I saw alternate futures, her alternate futures. There was another plant there, a light green one. It flowers were the color of Birch bark and it grew tall like a tree. It smelled strongly of life and the other flower smelled like... death. Perhaps my dream was a warning not to take the death flower and take the other one." She looked at Coldshard, maybe he finally understood why she was here.
 
"There were a lot of plants there. I think I saw alternate futures, her alternate futures. There was another plant there, a light green one. It flowers were the color of Birch bark and it grew tall like a tree. It smelled strongly of life and the other flower smelled like... death. Perhaps my dream was a warning not to take the death flower and take the other one." She looked at Coldshard, maybe he finally understood why she was here.
"The color of birch bark? Stop speaking in riddles, was it white or not?"Coldshard snapped. (Autocorrect is trained to put 'snapped' after 'Coldshard' lol.)
He knitted his brow. "How do we even know we are going the right direction?" He made a very valid point. He looked at the stars, taunting him with their inexplicable patterns, streaking across the middle of the sky.
 
"The color of Birch bark, white with black dots. I think this is the right way. The stars above the spot were the pattern up above that mountain."
Coldshard looked up the mountain and stifled a gulp. To look strong. But that mountain was intimidating, and it was said wolves lurked upon its rocky sides.
 

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