~This Prologue has no name~
Two cats sat by the Moonpool, a tom and a she-cat, glancing uneasily at each other. Stardust glimmered around their paws as they shifted awkwardly, trying to keep away from each other, despite being told to sit beside one another.
"May I ask you something?" the tom questioned, breaking the teeth-gritting silence.
A beautiful blue-gray she-cat lifted her head from the rock she was laying on and nodded silently.
"What exactly are we waiting for and why do I have to sit beside..." The tom stopped himself at the end and swallowed hard before he continued. "... her. No offense."
The black she-cat beside him looked away with guilty green eyes. "None taken."
"If you must know", an orange, powerful tom began. "We're waiting for a special guest. Secondly, you better get used to sitting side by side. StarClan is one Clan and we don't quarrel because of our pasts."
The clearing didn't fall silent as expected once the orange tom stopped speaking and the StarClan cats began to talk instead, appearantly tired of staying quiet for so long. The black she-cat and the tom however both stayed silent. The tom bowed his head down to wash his gray chestfur and intentionally hid the scar on his throat that had sent him to StarClan. The black she-cat winced instantly and turned her head away.
"I'm sorry." The tom looked up and pricked his ears, surprised at the she-cat's words.
"What?"
"For that."
"Why?"
The she-cat flinched and turned her head to his. Before she could even open her mouth, the tom continued: "It's more like I should apologize to you, so, well... I'm sorry for what I did to you and your brothers. You kind of lost your logic because of me, after all."
There was a long silence between the two. Of course, it would be weird to talk to your killer or your aunt's ex that went crazy because of her who you later on killed.
Suddenly, the StarClan cats all fell silent as a dark presence came close. A brown tabby tom with cold, ice-blue eyes stalked toward them in a slow pace. The tom flattened his ears in fear as he recognized the tabby and the black she-cat's pelt bristled in fury. She was about to leap at him when the blue she-cat jumped in front of her, stopping her.
"He's here for a reason", she said calmly. "Sheathe your claws."
"What is the reason?" the tabby hissed, appearantly not appreciating the blue she-cat's help. "I didn't even know I could enter this stupid starry place!"
The gray tom and the black she-cat both agreed with the tabby, though in very different tones. A fierce glare from the blue she-cat forced them into keeping their mouths quiet.
"It's important", she growled angrily. "Listen carefully."
Author's Note:
I've been wanting to write this for a while, okay? It may be weird, it may be strange, but this is how I roll. *brick'd*
Anyways, thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed this quick prologue, have a nice day!
Btw: I know some StarClan and Dark Forest cats died, but except for Tigerstar (who I was very relieved he was finally killed... again) I won't have any other dead-twice cat. We cool? ^^ I loved Hawky and Spotty too much 3 XD