No matter how much Twilight wanted to sleep, it seemed that her body would not let her. She just sat there during the night and peered up at the almost full moon. Whiskers twitching as she wondered what to do about the dream. 'It may have been a dream... but, it was like I was actually there, and-- it felt very important.' The she cat thought to herself as the sun reached into the sky. "I wonder what he meant, start to remember things, I mean... does he mean in the next full moon? or the one afterthat..." she murmured to herself. Suddenly, she stood up and shook her head. With a ruffled pelt, Twilight cleared her throat and flexed her claws. "There is no way that is true, I mean-- how could I even let myself think like that?" she said, "if cats like him existed, I would have had a warning before I was separated from my family... before they--" her ears fell down in her spark of emotion.<br/><br/>Sighing, Twilight pawed out of the alley to start her usual day.