Hello everyone, Twilla here.
I know I haven't posted anything in FOREVER. And it seems like I have abandoned Warriors MD, which quite frankly, I just forgot. ^^; I have Chapter 5 about a fourth of the way written and it has stayed that way for the past few monts. D: I plan on rewriting that chapter and posting it some time in the next few days, so keep an eye for it! 3
This is just a small project I will be working on. This is just the prologue, so it's kind of short but the next chapter will be full length.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own WARRIORS or anything of that nature. I just own Nightstar and Icewhisker. Thank you for your reading.
"It will be too much for them!" A motherly voice cried as a small white she-cat stood face to face with a black tom, twice her size. Blue eyes flamed as she tried to stare down the much bigger cat but there was no chance that she was going to win this battle.
The black brute snorted and pushed past the she-cat. "It has already been decided Icewhisker. They have already been chosen." The tom growled as he tried to disappear into the trees but the white she-cat bounded after him with a speed he had forgotten she had.
"Yes Nightstar, I understand that you had to choose cats but why my daughter? She is barely an apprentice now and you want her to risk her life?" Nightstar stopped to look at the desperate she-cat over his shoulder. He couldn't help but feel a bit of sympathy for the she-cat but that was quickly extinguished.
"I don't think you should worry. I don't know anything that is too come; it has been covered in shadows. Though, if your daughter is half the cat you or her father was, she will survive." He tried to make the words as comforting as he could. He bit his tongue though when he mentioned the young she-cat's mate. No, Icewhisker's daughter could never be her father. If she was, everything was doomed…
Nightstar shook his head, expelling the thought from his head. The chosen ones were strong, they would do fine with the task at paw. One look from Icewhisker's eyes said otherwise and that was ice daggers in his heart but he had to believe.
"Is he still alive? Adderfur?" Icewhisker had been silent for a long moment before asking this question. Her blue eyes grew cold at the memory of her mate.
Nightstar amber gaze fell to the ground, his expression expressed all the guilt he felt. "I have no idea. Since he has left the clans, StarClan has not been able to see him. It is unknown whether or not he is still alive." He mumbled, letting his long black tail sweep through the grass.
"Does it say anything about him in the prophecy?"
Nightstar was a bit unnerved by the she-cat's question but he cleared his throat with a grunt.
"A starving leafbare will come; the snake in the grass will strike. Frost must fall for evil's reign to end but not before the snow has been stained."
The old leader looked over at the she-cat apologetically. "I'm so sorry Icewhisker." He gave her a small nuzzle in the ear and an old trust sparked in their eyes. Even as they walked in StarClan, they would be forever friends. A leader and his deputy.
"I just hope you are right and Frostpaw can pull through this." She broke away from the black tom and disappeared through the trees with a flicker of white.
Nightstar gave a heavy sigh and nodded to her retreated frame. "I do too Icewhisker. I do too."
That's it for the prologue. So short. D:
So yes, please review if you have the time. I would LOVE it if you did and I will reward you with a cookie if you do! 3
-TwillaChan