Prologue
Moonlight bathed the rocks and turned them silver. Four cats slid over them, a gray tabby she-cat in the front. She sat down and neatly wrapped her tail over her paws. The other three cats sat down beside her.
"A prophecy has come," the gray tabby mewed. "Four cats, one from each clan, will save the lives of every cat." Her blue eyes snapped open as she stared at the other three cats. Their expressions were quizzical.
"But Icepond… who are the cats?" A brown tom queried. Icepond, the gray tabby, dipped her head.
"They are only kits now… but soon they will find out." Icepond murmured. The other three cats gasped.
"But, they're only kits? How can four kits save all the cats?" A white tom with black patches asked.
"I am not sure, but they will, if they follow the right path." Icepond meowed. A golden she-cat thrashed her tail.
"But, what if they don't follow the right path? All of the clans will be doomed!" She spat. The other three cats nodded their heads in agreement. Icepond nodded slowly.
"That's the only problem. We must guide them, but if they choose the wrong path…" Icepond's voice trailed off. The other three cats stared at her, fear glittering in their starry eyes. The golden she-cat shuffled her paws. The brown tom exchanged wary glances with the black and white tom.
"So… what should we do?" The golden she-cat's voice shook.
"You will watch the cat who belongs in the same clan as you did. Yellowsun, you will watch the cat of WindClan, Thistlemoon, you will watch the cat of ShadowClan, Blackpatch, you will watch the cat of RiverClan, and I will watch the cat of ThunderClan." Icepond explained. The other three cats turned and vanished into the darkness as Icepond watched them go.
