The wind brushed past the wide meadow, causes the grass to shake. Above, Silverpelt speckled the ground with it's shining lights. The wind flew past a small pond in the center of the meadow, making the pond ripple.
Out of the tall grass padded in toward the pond was a blue-Gray she-cat. Her eyes roamed around before leaping up onto a rock. Other cats followed.
Once everyone was settled, the she-cat spoke. "I, Bluestar, former leader of ThunderClan, have some terrible news. Far, far worse then any other. We have not had this problem back at home, not ever before." Bluestar flicked her tail. "Spottedleaf?"
With those words, the beautiful tortoise shell she-cat rose up humbly. She raised her head to address all of StarClan.
"Bluestar is correct," Spottedleaf began slowly. "It is nothing I have seen before. I do not fully understand what I have seen, but it dangerous, and you will question it more than I do." Glancing up at the sky, Spottedleaf meowed, "Liquid fire shall seep into the Clans, and until the problem is solved, it will burn all cats and harmony between them."
For a split second, every cat was silent. Then all of them burst into noise, some wailing, some muttering, others looking sacred.
"Silence!" yowled Bluestar, and the yowling stopped, but the muttering remained.
"So as we know from this, none of the cats have experienced such danger. So I have chosen a specific cat for this prophecy."
The pond between them swirled, reflecting an unfamiliar cat with a light brown pelt and glowing moss eyes.
"Who is this, Bluestar?" a cat meowed.
"She is none from the Clans, Yellowfang. She is a rogue."
"A what?!" This time a tom's voice chimed. "Rogues have never even heard of StarClan. What should make us ever trust a rogue with such an important prophecy?"
Bluestar's fur bristled. "A kittypet has completed a prophecy as well! Have you forgotten, Deadfoot? I chose this very rogue for a reason, and that reason is because she has experienced such cases of liquid fire like this."
"I agree with Bluestar." Every cat turned to see a single tom calmly grooming himself. "A cat's kin, blood, or his past does not make a cat evil."
"Thank you, Oakheart." She nodded her gratitude, then turned to all the cats. "Have we all come to agreement?"
Slowly, but surely, the cats newer reluctantly. Deadfoot simply grunted and limped back into the prairie.
One by one, others followed suite, until Bluestar remained. As she prepared to leave for the mysterious rogue, she turned her head to look back at the pond, eyes blazing.
She hoped this rogue did not fail.
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