Prophecy

(A few things. Disclaimer: I don't own Warriors. And speaking of the series, I made a poll asking if I should make six of these. One person said yes, so that's what I'm setting it up for. If two people review like, within the span of this chapter, saying they think otherwise, I might change that plan. But now I have a lot of ideas, so I hate to do that. And, for a random bit of information everyone can pretty much skip, for the first story, I came up with the title because I had the song Once Upon a Time and Very Long Ago going through my head. So, now all the titles of this series will be a song title.)

Lightingstar stood in the center of her camp, which was the middle of the horse place. One of her warriors, Blazepelt, entered camp. "I caught a vole!" he said. He sounded like a cat half his age.

"That's great Blazepelt." Lightingstar said. Though she didn't sound too thrilled. He set it down and opened his mouth to eat it. "Wait!" Lightingstar yelled.

Blazepelt froze. "What?" he asked.

"Have your kits eaten yet?"

"No."

"Then feed them first."

Then, because clearly things weren't difficult enough, Feathertuft stuck her head out of the nursery. "The kits aren't here." She told them.

Lightingstar was about to ask, or maybe demand was a better word, where they were, but then she heard their voices. "Wonder where this leads." Lizardkit was saying.

She spun around and her eyes widened when she saw where the kits were. "STOP!" she screamed.

She had probably said it too loud. Slitherkit looked like he was trying to land on the ceiling he jumped so high. Lizardkit jumped back, and hit the wall lightly. Then she faced Lightingstar. "What did we do?"

Lightingstar sighed, and let her voice level go back to normal. "The rats were driven into there. If you open it, they might come back." She explained.

"Oh." Lizardkit said.

"Sorry." Slitherkit added.

Lightingstar nodded. "No harm done. Now, I believe your father has a vole for you."

"Yippe!" Lizardkit cried. The two ran to Blazepelt.

Lightingstar meanwhile, leaned in closer to the wall. She was hoping to hear if the rats were still there. "Lightingstar?"

Lightingstar barely bit back snapping as she turned to face Ashpelt. "Yes?"

"I found some herbs that might be helpful to us. The only problem is they're in Fallenclan territory. What do you advise?"

Lightingstar thought for a little. She knew it was against the rules to go over a boundary without permission. "Go wait for a patrol. Fallenstar isn't the type to refuse for herbs."

Ashpelt nodded and left camp.

Stormstar was in Starclan. He knew he was dreaming. Jayfeather walked over to him. "Hello Stormstar."

"Jayfeather!" somehow that tom always took him by surprise. "The clan's going well." Jayfeather nodded. Stormstar was surprised Jayfeather had agreed with him, and a little worried. "So, if it's going well, why are you here?"

"I am here to give you a prophecy."

"Okay." There was a short silence. "Well. . ." Stormstar promted.

Jayfeather sighed, as if he was about to say something extremely stupid. Stormstar soon found out why. "Darkness and death are near. The shadow is far, but the 'night' will save the clans."

Stormstar blinked. "Wait what?" But Jayfeather was already fading, and so was the rest of Starclan. "Wait!" Stormstar cried desperetly. "I don't know what that means!"

He was too late. His eyes snapped open and he was no longer dreaming. He sighed.

(If anyone can figure out what in the blue blazes this prophecy means, they can name Icepelt and Fallenstar's kits. I'll say in A/N once it's too late to guess.)