Aesthetic above is Fluffypelt, made by Cat_lover321

A gray tabby she-cat walks around a clearing, surrounded by trees.
A white fluffy she-cat and a black short haired tom pad out of the trees.
"You're daughter is gone on a prophecy," The gray tabby mews.
"We know," The tom mews.
"We watch over her everyday," the she-cat mews.
"Did you know about her powers when you- when you were alive?" The gray tabby asks.
The white she-cat nods, "although o was only with Fluffypelt for a short while, I knew."
"I never got the chance to get to know her," The tom mews.
"Roxanna," Gravelstripe addresses the white she-cat, "are you happy with the way she's grown up?"
"Yes," The white she-cat mews, "we both are."
"But that's not why we're here," the tom mews.
"Then why?" The gray tabby tilts her head.
"Well Gravelstripe," the tom mews, "we want to assure you that they left at the right time."