Moonpaw gave Lily a last look and smiled as she walked away. She had just remembered what Stella had said about telling her about Darkpaw and decided to ask her if now was a good time. So she walked up to a black cat that ironically looked like an older version of midnight in every way except the fact that there was a small spot of white on the tip of its tail so she decided to ask it if it was ok to talk to Stella.

“Hey.”

“What is it I really must be going.”

“Do you think I could talk to Stella for a second?”

“ A kit talking to our great leader? No way.”

“ Oh, well I guess I’ll have to ask someone else about Darkpaw.” 

“Darkpaw why would you want to know about Darkpaw?” Said the cat

“ Oh nothing just the fact that all my dreams end up having him saying the same thing every time.” Said Moonpaw

“ Well what does he say in these dreams of yours?” said the cat

‘He says,”

“That will be enough Whitetail.” Said Stella

Whitetail dipped low and said “ Yes Stella”

“ And no I’m afraid that now is not a good time for me little one.” Said Stella

“Ok.” said Moonpaw.