The Prophecy Begins

by Silvy-oh-Graystripe's homie

yes, lame name. bear[bare?] with me. this is about a cat named Bluepaw, a Thunderclan apprentice. Follow her as she copes with murder, mystery, and prophecies to become what she is destined to be. [hopefully a series]

1. Prologue

The Prophecy Begins

Proluge

Our need for food is greater than ever, Raggedstar," said the young medicine cat. "I am aware of this,Dustfur" , "And what do you plan to do about it!" snapped the medicine cat. "I have no ideas, have StarClan shown you anything?"asked the ShadowClan leader. After a short pause, the medicine cat said "Yes" looking into the sky. "A battle is coming," Then she turned to the ShadowClan leader. "But can we afford a battle?" the gray speckled tom asked the large tabby-tom. "Afterall, though our clan is fierce and many, the dream showed that we would have no allies in this battle," The ShadowClan leader didnt seem to be worried about the second part of the dream, he was too excited about the prospect of a battle. "A battle," pondered the tabby. "Yes, a battle. But I wish there was another way. Violence is almost never the answer." He paused and scanned the stars of Silverpelt. "But I will not stand to see my clan starve to death around me," he said darkly, wiht the slightest hint of a snarl in his voice. If a battle is the only way, then so be it," he murmered. Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the gray cat beside him. He was lost in thought, and his eyes were distant, looking out at something only he could see. Soon, Raggedstar too was lost in his own thoughts, thinking of the future of his hungry clan.