Silverwing lay down in the nursury, thinking hard. Her three siblings had given her prochecys. She still had blury eyes, and could not see well from the slash from blackclaw. She ran over the prochecy that scared her most.Father's message to you spoken from me; Hidden in the shadows is the one that can't be seen. The one that won't be shown, and the one that couldn't speak. You could give the power and unleash the monster that lies within it. Spoken calmly, and moved sweetly. Rips apart and attacks."

The shadows reminded her of the dark forest in which shadowclan lived in. Or the dark spot on the thunderclan-shadowclan border. Where the rouges lived. Rouges? she thought, puzzled. She was nowhere near figuring out all the prochecys.