Ashes
Prologue
"Squirrelflight should choose who she loves!" Spottedleaf protested. "And that happens to be Ashfur!"
"If she chooses him, the fate of the clans could change," Yellowfang growled. The two former medicine cats glared at each other. Spottedleaf looked down.
"You fear that something similar to what happened to you may happen, don't you?" she mewed. "That another Brokenstar could happen."
"i do fear that," Yellowfang confirmed. "Things looked bright for the clans until Ashfur came into the mix. If Squirrelflight picks Ashfur, who knows what could happen?"
Spottedleaf sighed. "Dont worry, Yellowfang. Im sure everything will be fine. They're both warriors, they won't be breaking the code. What bad could come from that?"
Yeloowfang trembled. "All sorts of things." Her eyes then widened. "From the squirrel and ashes there shall come a bright flame and a shadowed heart. One of honour, and one of darkness. Spottedleaf, the doom of the clans may come!"
Spottedleaf had bristled during the ominous words. "But its too late! Squirrelflight has chosen. She's telling Ashfur soon!"
Yellowfang scraped a paw over the ground "But there's time to stop them!"
Spottedleaf shook her head. "No. If there's a prophecy, then there is no time. The best we can do is protect the kits and hope for the best."