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okay if I take my little ones off now? They’re getting tired.”
    Mistyfoot looked at the two kits, who were yawning and blinking their huge, round eyes. “Of course,” she purred.
    As Duskfur herded her family across the clearing, the line of cats started moving again.
    â€œFarewell, Leopardstar. May you have good hunting in StarClan.”
    â€œWe’ll meet again, old friend. Save me a place to enjoy the sun.”
    â€œWow! I’ve never seen a dead body before! What’s all that green stuff on her fur?”
    â€œRushpaw, go to your den if you can’t behave properly. And put that watermint down!”
    Finally Mistyfoot was alone in the clearing with Leopardstar and the elders, who would stay beside their former leader all night. Mistyfoot bent and touched her muzzle to Leopardstar’s cool, leaf-thin ear. “May the sun warm your back and the fish leap into your paws,” she murmured.
    â€œI haven’t heard that said for a long time,” rasped Pouncetail. “Not since we lived in the forest.”
    â€œGraypool used to say it when Stonefur and I were going to sleep,” Mistyfoot mewed. “It was her way of wishing us good dreams.”
    â€œAh, Stonefur,” sighed Pouncetail. “I still miss him.” He looked at Mistyfoot, narrowing his eyes through the gloom. “You had much to forgive Leopardstar for, didn’t you?”
    Mistyfoot swallowed. “She was a good leader for most of her life,” she replied. “That is what she should be remembered for.” She lay down with her nose pressed against Leopardstar’s fur. I promise to be the strongest, wisest leader I can be. I will do my best to echo your loyalty to RiverClan and your courage to speak out on our behalf, and I will learn from your mistakes. I know that I don’t need to prove to the other Clans that RiverClan is the strongest or most powerful. I just want my Clanmates to be happy and at peace.
    â€œAnd that is the best ambition of all,” murmured a voice behind her.
    Mistyfoot sprang up and spun around. A gray cat stood behind her, this thick fur glowing with starlight. “Stonefur!”
    The cat nodded. “Did you think I would miss this night?” he meowed. “I have been watching you all this time, and I am so proud that you are going to lead our Clan.”
    Mistyfoot’s tail drooped. “It should have been you.”
    Stonefur shook his head. “That was not my destiny. I wish you well, Mistyfoot. You will need great courage for what lies ahead, but remember that you are not alone. I will always walk beside you. We will meet again soon.”
    His fur began to fade, until Mistyfoot could see the dark leaves on the bushes behind him. “Wait!” she called. “What do you mean? Why will I need great courage? Is there a battle coming?”
    But there was no answer, just a muffled snore from Pouncetail, who was sleeping beside her. Mistyfoot stared wildly around the clearing, but her brother had gone. Had he been trying to warn her that something dreadful was on the horizon? There was no chance that Mistyfoot would be able to sleep now. She padded carefully past the sleeping elders and went to the entrance of the medicine cats’ den.
    â€œMothwing!” she called in a loud whisper.
    There was a faint murmur from behind the boulders; then the medicine cat appeared. She looked wide-eyed and ruffled, as if she hadn’t been able to sleep either. “What it is?” she asked. “Is something wrong?”
    â€œI need to go to the Moonpool now!” Mistyfoot told her. “Stonefur visited me in a dream, and there are things I need to ask him.”
    Mothwing looked alarmed. “Why? What did he say?”
    â€œNothing that made sense!” Mistyfoot hissed. “Come on, we have to go!”
    â€œIt would be safer to wait until dawn,” Mothwing hedged. “Since we have to cross WindClan