Author's Notes: I'm trying my hand in the art of Crossovers! Let's see if I can pull it off... Also, this fanfic was inspired by Heart of a Warrior, written by Ruthie of the Wildcats. I TOTALLY recommend you read this. It's awesome! Warriors are living in Hyrule! Who knew? However, my setting won't be in Hyrule, for fear of idea theft. I don't want to copy Ruthie's work, really! So, without further ado: Power, Wisdom, and Fur! Please read, review, and enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors or The Legend of Zelda. But I sure-as-heck wish I did! -grumble-
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Prologue
Silvery moonlight glanced off the cascading water that filtered into the pool below, setting the small hollow aglow with dancing light. A lone cat sat at the edge of the pool, the scenery fitting well with her pelt, a pelt that seemed to hold the light of the very stars themselves. Said stars shone brightly down from the heavens, glinting and twinkling warmly against the black of the night. The deep, piercing blue eyes of the she-cat, however, held no warmth at all as she looked up at the night sky above her. In fact...they held sadness. Deep sadness at the number of stars that populated Silverpelt on that night.
"How many more warriors must die," she asked herself quietly, "before the darkness is cleared?"
"That is something not even I know, Bluestar."
Bluestar whipped around at the sound of the unfamiliar voice, hackles rising defensively. Her ears pressed down flat to her blue-gray head, claws unsheathing menacingly. At first, she saw nothing, but did not let her guard down. Her instincts proved true as not one, but three strange cats entered the sacred hollow of the Moonpool.
"Who are you?" Bluestar barked, arching her back.
"Peace, young one," spoke one of the three. This cat was burly yet feminine at the same time, with strong muscles undulating under her deep red pelt as she walked smoothly forward. She was the biggest of the three, with bright amber eyes that seemed formidable yet welcoming and compassionate at the same time. An aura of power seemed to surround her like a scent, almost tangible.
"What do you want?" Bluestar asked cautiously, forcing her neck fur down just a little.
"We bring a prophecy," spoke another cat. This she-cat was slender and sleek, and her satiny blueish pelt almost shone as she walked forward. Never, not even from RiverClan, had Bluestar laid eyes on such a soft, luxurious pelt. Like Bluestar's, it shone with a blue light, but this pelt held deep shades of navy, cobalt, and sky in it as well. She walked in a way that was strong and delicate at the same time, and there was great dignity in each carefully placed pawstep. This cat's eyes were a light green, soft and inviting. They seemed to hold much experience as well, and one could almost see the great wisdom that was held within the she-cat.
Finally, the third cat stepped forward. She did not seem as muscular as the red one, but she appeared much stronger than the blue one. Lean muscle was visible under her soft pelt, which appeared...green? No, but it was close. Her pelt seemed predominantly gray, with browns and tans mixed in as well. Some of them were so deep in their color that they appeared almost like the leaves on the trees greenleaf, and the pelt certainly gave off a greenish glow. Her eyes were a light blue, and they stared straight in front of her, as if she were viewing a scene that Bluestar could not. There was also a sense of boldness about her, as if she would jump right in to the thick of a battle to aid her companions. She held her head high, proud and courageous.
"Listen well, former leader, to what I have to say." The greenish she-cat's voice was smooth and flowing, almost pleasurable to listen to. "A stranger will come, and in the darkest hour, many shall turn one." At this, all three she-cats began to vanish.
"Wait!" Bluestar called, but as soon as she could react, the three strange cats were gone. All that remained was confusion, confusion of the three she-cats and of the prophecy itself. The StarClan warrior knew all too well, however, that prophecies from the heavens would explain themselves in time.
Bluestar looked up to the eastern sky, to find that the first rays of dawn were fast approaching. Slowly, she turned and left the Moonpool, disappearing through the brambles.
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Post-Notes: Whaddaya think? Will I be able to pull this off? Also, if you couldn't guess who those three cats were...you need to play Zelda again. But I bet you knew! Anyway, 'tis short, but it's just a prologue! Chapter 1 is where the real action begins! Which is lucky for you, because I've got the next seven chapters of this story all typed up and ready to be uploaded. Again, please review. But no flames. Who likes those, anyway?
--Your good buddy,
Player4