Prologue
The morning air hung frostily in the forest. Birds could be heard chirping everywhere. Dewdrops sparkled on the leaves of trees and on the grass as Firestar padded through the misty forest. The fresh air invigorated him. Stopping for a moment to check for scents, he heard the snap of a twig behind him. He spun around quickly, coming face to face with Bluestar.
"I'm not dreaming am I?" he gasped, paw hanging in mid-air.
"No, you are not. I have come to tell you a prophecy. A hidden enemy will arrive, and none will be left alive." She meowed gravely. "This will be a hard time for all the clans, Firestar. You will have to watch out, and be on the alert at all times."
And with that, she vanished.
"No, Bluestar! Tell me more! I don't understand!" Firestar cried out. As usual, Starclan was being vague about the prophecies.
The fiery-orange cat headed back toward camp after doing a bit of hunting. The thought of having to tell his clanmates about the grave prophecy daunted him. Wait, maybe I won't tell them about it. This will only cause trouble. Firestar thought
