You are sleeping peacefully in the warriors den, you enter a lovely clearing in your dream. It is filled with flowers and the scent of prey is everywhere. A tortoiseshell she-cat approaches you, she has stars in her pelt ”Welcome to starclan, you have been chosen” She smiles at you and you silently wonder what she means ”I am Monarchwing and you my friend are destined to be leader” She takes you to a lake where you see visions of leadership in the water