Prologue~ a prophecy uncovered
Shadowstar made her way into the starlight-littered clearing. In front of her paws was a dark pool that showed the way into the living world of the forest cats. At the bottom of the pool was a tiny, newborn kit sleeping with his little brother and sister, while Hollypool rasped her tongue lovingly over his brilliantly white, kit-soft coat.
Shadowstar glanced up as more StarClan Cats emerged from the undergrowth to stand around the pool. It was about time. She had called them here.
Thunderstar shouldered his way forward. "Shadowstar, I presume you have called us here to discuss the life of this kit?" he mewed. Shadowstar shook her beautiful head. "I wish to discuss the matter on whether of not we should send a prophecy to him once he gets a bit older. She sighed. "It might be the only thing to prepare him for what lies ahead."
Thunderstar laughed mockingly. "And what are we going to tell him? That his life will be a miserable catastrophe and the only thing that he'll accomplish is becoming the leader of the most hated clan in the forest?"
"NO!" Shadowstar hissed. "He won't just be leader; he's going to rebuild the most feared clan in the forest to its former respect. That kit is going to save ShadowClan!"
Riverstar padded forward. "But what will you say to him? You can't brace him for the darkness that lurks every corner of the poor kitten's life!"
The Original Shadowclan leader turned her head. "I will have my ways." She said, and she, cast one more look at the innocent black-and-white kit. "I'm sorry, Blackkit," She whispered. "Stay strong, ShadowClan needs you." And with that, she turned tail and headed into the darkness.