Disclaimer- I do not own Warriors.
Woohoo! My first fan-fic! Anyways, R&R please. Yes, you can flame, 'cause I want this to be the best it can be. Sometimes I think people are too nice when reviewing... But good reviews are more than welcomed too! Ok, I'll shut up now and let you read the story before I make any less sense. Enjoy!
It was a dark night, the moon but a thin crescent. Even with the addition of the countless stars in the sky, barely any light was shed on the shadowed land; yet this mattered not to the young she-cat that padded through the trees. She was a dark tortoiseshell, her elegant posture framing her small body. As she reached a clearing, the young feline sat and looked up at the stars, wrapping her long tail neatly around her body. Silverpelt glimmered overhead, shining down on the cat. Her worried frown and twitching tail-tip revealed her nervousness. StarClan, why have you brought me here? She closed her eyes thoughtfully and was startled to hear a voice behind her.
"Welcome young one."
She whipped around to see a lean she-cat approaching her, starlight glittering on her pelt. The StarClan warrior was a small tabby, gray flecking her muzzle. The young tortoiseshell seemed relieved when she saw who it was, but wariness still flashed across her gaze.
"Why have you called me here?"
The old tabby paused beside the other she-cat, a worried expression on her face. She spoke slowly, almost hesitantly, as she looked up at the young tortoiseshell. Her eyes were round with distress as she said softly, "To warn you."
The tortoiseshell's eyes widened in surprise when she heard this. What could possibly be so terrible that StarClan had to warn the clans of it? And... why was she telling her this? An older or more experienced cat would be much better suited to the task. Reluctant for the answer, she asked tentatively, "Warn me of what?"
Suddenly, the StarClan warrior's eyes grew blank, her voice low and menacing.
"The young will die, the aged will suffer, and the forest will reach its final hour. Beware the shadow of the night."
When she had finished, the she-cat started to fade away. The tortoiseshell leaped to her feet, but knew it would be of no use.
"Wait, come back! What does that mean?"
But it was already too late. The StarClan warrior was gone.
So how was it? Be truthful! I'll try to update soon, but I'm going away for a month, so... xD I promise the chapters will be longer than this, don't worry.