A sliver moon shone across the lake, creating an illuminating light that brightened up the trees around it and making the lush grass sparkle. The four Clans of warrior cats slept soundly inside their territories, peacefully snoring away as they dreamed, curled up in their nests. The wildlife of the forest moved about, mice and badgers scampering around in the undergrowth, whilst others slept as soundly and as quietly as the wildcats. Night looked over her shoulder at her companion. "Don't worry Hornet," she spoke quietly. "You and the others will find out soon enough." Night was dead.