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He shakes his head. "No, I was told about them by one of Starclan. I can't remember his name. All he said was that there were going to be others, soon. I only got a glimpse of them, so I didn't know what it meant." He sighs. "I don't know how to talk to you about any of this. My life is filled with signs, so many that I have a hard time telling future from present. Like how I knew that you were going to get a thorn in your paw half a moon ago, or how Honeypaw is trying to decide whether or not to hide in the apprentice den, or attack the rogues." He speaks so matter of fact, like he prepared this conversation in advance. He sighs, then looks around, confused. "Strange....I could have sworn I smelled someone...."