In her dream, evoked at the Moonpool, she had felt very, very alone. More tired and alone than she had ever felt, despite the fact she was more surrounded by love than she had ever been before. She knew this, yet her ever-feeble mind continued to spiral, spiral, telling her that she was alone. So in this dream, she had not felt any prophetic connection to StarClan- she simply believed that her fears had come into fruition in the truest sense that they could, in the most vivid dream that she could possibly comprehend.
But then the shadows flew overhead.
Birdbones did not often brush up on her ornithology- she doubted her parents had done so either, since they named her simply Bird and not anything specific- but on closer look, the shadows above her were geese, comfortable where they were, together. But one- one fell from the sky before her, one bigger than the others, and as she approached it she found that it had very kind eyes. She healed the goose with dream-herbs, what exactly she could not recall, but it soon brought itself back up, looking at her with those kind eyes. For a moment it looked as if it might join back with what it knew- but it looked as if it debated it, and shuffled closer. The more she tried to walk away, the more it followed. She supposed it had decided to stay with her.
And she awoke then, feeling... somewhat enchanted and fearful, just as she always did when StarClan had given her a message. And it did take a few moments for her to realise, but especially on her way over to her home, it finally clicked in her mind. Picking up her pace, she speed walked until her legs hurt, eyes wide in shocked knowledge, insight which she had not expected to have, currently. Her words were trembling, for she hated public speaking, but whenever she was skittish like this the Clan would know that she'd received knowledge very suddenly. It was how she had acted the last two times she had to make an announcement. "At the Moonpool-" she began, voice squeaky and not quite having wormed its way free from the fearful shackles of her meek spirit. But clearing her throat, she exhaled, temporary vitality shuddering through her veins. "WindClan! At the- at the Moonpool, StarClan- bestowed, bestowed knowledge upon me!"
"WindClan needs a medicine cat right now. One that is not... reviled in the Stars' eyes. So- so they have instructed me that it is time- that it is time once again for me to, to- to choose an apprentice. And- and they have told me who this cat will be." she said, in a shaky tone, in a voice that kept catching and shuddering, her ever-anxious mind refusing her words flawless exit. "The- the new medicine cat apprentice of WindClan will be Goosepaw! If- if he wants."
It was a mess, muddled and trembling, but she'd gotten to the point. Eventually.