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...
