"Why them?" A dark gray tom meowed. Beside him sat a silver tabby she-cat with deep amber eyes, her tail was neatly curled over her white paws and her shoulder brushed his. The two cats where gazing down at two cats: a flame-colored she-cat and a dark brown tabby tom. "Why are you choosing them?"
"Because…" The silver she-cat mewed. "They have the one thinghedoesn't have."
The dark gray tom closed his blue eyes and looked over at the she-cat. "And what is that?" He questioned. The she-cat smiled and raised her chin as she set her focus on a black she-cat hiding in a fern below them.
"They have her…" The she-cat pointed to the black cat and smiled. "The cat he's been looking for his whole life."
The dark gray tom understood and looked back at the starry land around them. The scars on his muzzle reflected the star light and his eyes looked cold. The tom looked down from StarClan at the chosen cats, his neck fur ruffled before he spoke.
"So it's decided?" He mewed gruffly. "You're choosing them?"
"Yes." The silver she-cat mewed tersely. The dark gray tom gaze an uncertain glance but dipped his head, standing so that his huge body loomed over hers.
"Then it's settled…" He murmured.
"So it is."