The forest was quiet except for a light breeze that rustled the plants and leaves. It was a woodland forest, with fresh green grass and lush beautiful oak trees. There was a little waterfall, that wasn't hard but went down lightly and ran over a tall pile of stones that ended in a pool. The pool was deep as you couldn't see the bottom, the waterfall sent little waves flowing across the surface but they ended quickly. For the most part the water was calm and the flat surface reflected the clear night sky, and the stars shone brighter than anything, along with the moon.
A cat sat at the edge of the pool gazing into its starry depths. Her blue gray pelt seemed to glow in the moonlight, and her gazed never flickered from the water. She seemed to be staring at something that troubled her deeply.
Across the little clearing where the pool sat the ferns shivered and a jet black cat strolled out his eyes a warm blue that seemed like they could melt your heart.
"You are troubled by something Sweetnight?" the black cat said almost as quiet as a whisper but it still echoed around them.
"I am just not sure that a prophecy this important should be carried out by ones so young and inexperienced." said the blue gray cat, as the same ferns shivered from the same place the black cat had entered. Two more cats came in, one was a beautiful golden she-cat and the other was a red tom, both with blazing green eyes.
"Are you questioning whether our daughter is good enough?" Boomed the red tom, but even the black tom could detect a hint of doubt in his own voice.
"Of course not." The she cat replied, "I am merely saying that the young inexperienced apprentices might not be able to do what needs to be done, Fireclaw. I am only thinking of them and how it might turn out." The fur on the tom bristled, and his eyes seemed to fill with fire at the remark the she-cat had made, maybe from anger that the cat could possibly think of failure with the orange toms own kin, or maybe from the fear of knowing what could happen if she did fail.
"Remember Sweetnight with time comes experience and she has time to make the right decisions and learn what has to be done," the golden she-cat finally interrupted, "I have no doubt that whatever my daughter chooses will be the right choice. She has her wits and her strength to pull through anything. We will also help in any way we can and I'm sure that will be enough"
"Yes I understand that, it's just what if she makes a bad decision, the fate of the other clans rest in her paws and she cannot afford to mess up. Any apprentice even her could mess this up beyond belief and cats will lose their lives." The other she-cat pointed out.
Then suddenly the black cat spoke, "I believe we have made the right choice, we need someone younger to make a journey, and the wits to be able to choose what is right, and that is who we have picked. She had always been wiser and seemingly different from the rest of the apprentices. She will be able to fulfill the prophecy!" The orange tom and golden she-cat nodded their heads in approval to his words and the blue gray she-cat bowed her head in recognition of what he was saying.
"Besides," the black tom said as he got up to leave, "by the time we will tell her the full prophecy, she will definitely be a warrior." Then he was gone his paws hardly making a noise as they walked across the ground. The red tom turned and followed, the golden she-cat trotted over to the gray blue cat and whispered, "You must have faith in her Sweetnight." Before running to catch up with her mate.
"If only it was that easy." Sweetnight, the black she-cat, grumbled to herself softly. She took one last glance in the pool, then got up and left her seat in the grass. "You better be right Morningsun!" she yelled out hoping the other she-cat could still here her, then left leaving the nothing but the beautiful scenery.