Havoc with come

From the deep valleys

One of the Night

One of The Day

One of the Earth

One of the Air

One of the Hate

The one of love shall burst too soon

Combine the six, and Treachery will arrive

A past will bring a little bit of disarray

Hate will be mountain's secret

Night will hide from all those who pry

Day will be one with Glory

Earth will Murder a bit of light

Love will live in a life's most shallow

Air will be near the one you love

BEWARE THE SIX, THEY ARE COMING

"The prophecy is that! Meant for you!" Tailswipe said. "You're saying that there will be bad things to come?" Rainstar bellowed. "It could be numerous! I shall send the warning out! Moonlight is the night! We need to capture her! A patrol to Darkclan will be sent! Gloryclan will be next!

Then Wadeclan and Mountainclan and all the clans!" Tailswipe gulped. His sister had announced the prophecy. Cloudpelt would want to see his kits, Moonlight's. He sighed. A prophecy was to be no good. "I call this the prophecy Of the Mystic Ones!" Birdleaf said...