Hi. I'm not quite sure what I should tell you, other than this is my first time posting a fanfic on this website, and that I am bad at everything, so don't expect anything to great. Hope you enjoy anyways! (Sorry the prologue is so short, I promise the chapters will be much longer.)
The she cat sighed, looking down at her beloved clan. Rain was pelting the Earth, and black clouds covered the sky.
"Why did they have to pick this cursed place?" She wailed, not looking up. A raven black tom approached her, whiskers twitching in annoyance.
"Only the survival of the clan matters. Loner kits are not a concern of ours. You care too much, this land is not cursed." This time, the cat lifted her head.
"Not even you can deny what I saw in my vision! They must leave!" "Your so-called prophecy was just a dream, or a nightmare I suppose. You have been wrong in the past, and don't fool yourself into believing your own lies."
The beginning of the end was starting, and only the frost colored she-cat knew how important the clan's actions would be.