A dark gray she-cat with long matted fur padded towards a blue-gray she-cat.
"What is it Yellowfang?" The blue-gray she-cat asked without turning around
"We need to know when to send the prophecy Bluestar," Yellowfang dipped her head to the former leader of Thunderclan.
"You already know when. Once they are ready," Bluestar sighed.
"What will we do Bluestar?" A gentle voice came from the foliage.
A tortoiseshell she-cat with soft green eyes looked at the two she-cats.
"You know better than to eavesdrop Spottedleaf," Yellowfang growled.
"The prophecy is too important to be ignored. What if Dark Forest finds out?" Spottedleaf asked worriedly.
"Don't lose hope. Once they are ready, we will tell Firestar and Leafpool. Then they will tell the four," Bluestar assured them.
"Let's not worry about it," Yellowfang suggested quickly.
"We will have to worry about it if its too late," Spottedleaf revealed the greatest thing all of Starclan was dreading
