Prologue
A white she-cat walked through the forest followed by more cats. A red tabby tom came out of the crowd and walked up to the she-cat.
"Snowstar, why have you started this meeting? What is the reason for this?" He looked at Snowstar, a questioning look on his face.
She rolled her eyes. "Please, Blaze. If you don't tell me why a loner should be able to come from… where ever loners go when they die, why should I tell you why I called this meeting?"
"Fine. Fair enough," Blaze replied. "But Starclan does not know either." He looked behind his shoulder.
"I have order this meeting because I have something important to tell all," She said, simply. Blaze lashed is tail and slowed down so that he did not have to walk by Snowstar.
Snowstar soon stopped by in a clearing and looked around. She continued on and jumped onto a rock. The cat gathered around below the rock and sat down. "Nightshadow, Mudpelt, Riverstar." Snowstar nodded to the three cats.
Nightshadow, a black tom, jumped up beside Snowstar. "I speak for Riverclan," meowed Nightshadow.
"I speak for Windclan." Riverstar, a silver she-cat, jumped up beside Nightshadow.
An older brown tom slowly got up and jumped onto the rock next to Snowstar. "I, I speak for Shadowclan."
"And me, Thunderclan," said Snowstar. "Thank you Mudpelt. Now, let us start. The clans are in danger for a reason unknown to even me. We must now consult to pick the best suitable."
"Hmph," Nightshadow complained. "Riverclan has no need." Snowstar shot a stern glance at Nightshadow.
"So you say. Then should we let Riverclan die because of your stubbornness?" Snowstar had a point.
Nightshadow just sighed and rolled his eyes. "Good," Snowstar said as she looked around her at the hundreds of cats gazing up at her. "The clans are in danger- of what, I do not know. This is all I know:
In the moonlight, shining bright,
Lays the one darker than night.
Strong and powerful, yet so weak,
Hardly able to make more than a squeak.
Danger will come, Danger will reap.
Through the brambles it will sneak.
The shadows will soon reveal the one,
He will show you the race has just begun.
In the mud, we see the blood.
"We need two of each clan. One of each clan is not near enough for the danger the clans are going to face. Nightshadow, who will you pick?"
He thought about this for a few moments. "Silentstep and… Yellowclaw."
"Nice choice. And Mudpelt?" Snowstar looked over at Mudpelt.
"Mintsong and Brighttail."
Snowstar nodded then looked at Riverstar. "And you?"
Riverstar smiled and mewed, "Thrushwing and Mosstail. The strongest in my clan." All eyes turned to Snowstar.
Before saying her pick, Snowstar cleared her throat. She had picked the most unexpected, none one would truly believe the cat she would pick. "Fireheart and…"
All eyes were on her, waiting for her answer. Getting inpatient, Blaze called out, "Fireheart and who, Snowstar?"
"Fireheart and," again, Snowstar stopped.
There was no sound at all. Everyone stopped still and frozen.
"Pearlpaw."