Now Rainsong is bossing me around. Humph. No, I will not give you her death in any adventure because she died from old age, anyways. I hope you like it. Please review!

Prologue

The moon shone like stainless steal. The evening patrol was still gone. The old silver medicine cat, Crookedfoot, lay around in the moonlight. Boulderstar, the gray leader, bounded over.

"I've just received a prophecy from StarClan," he grumbled. Crookedfoot rolled her hazel eyes.

"Of course you did," she meowed. "StarClan is totally silent ever since the last moon. But I would like to know what it is..."

Boulderstar hissed slightly. "With that behavior, any other leader would have driven you out of the Clan or not tell you anything. But I guess, here goes nothing-" A silver star soared over the sky, and Crookedfoot nodded.

"An interesting prophecy," she mewed with pleasure. "Rain will cover up your clan. I wonder what that means." She bore her eyes into the PineClan leader. "What do you think about it?"

Boulderstar almost unleashed his anger. "Why would StarClan want to destroy us possibly?" he roared, his anger burning through his eyes.

"Perhaps rain isn't to bad. It's not a great Clan, either," replied Crookedfoot.

"Gah! Fine, than that is how it will be, angering me. Then I guess rain will cover up the Clan, after so hard working to organize it perfectly." Boulderstar stormed away, Crookedfoot gazing after him.

Inside the nursery tree, on the strange wooden board, Emberpool awoke from the leader's roaring and watched him leave Crookedfoot alone. She climbed down very slowly since the kits in her amber belly stirred. They were going to be born now.

"Crookedfoot!" called the old queen. She slowly limped over to the tree and started climbing it. When she rested on huge thick branch, big enough for all of the kits to rest on, Crookedfoot immediately slipped next to Emberpool on the other branch next to Emberpool's branch. She handed the queen some herbs for calming.

Boulderstar watched from his den. He looked away for a few minutes until he heard the familiar mewing of new-born kits. He smelled the air and could smell the familiar smell of Emberpool and a mixed smell of marigold too. And of course Crookedfoot. The two she-cats slipped down, Crookedfoot limping down with one and Emberpool with two others.

"Hey, Boulderstar," mewed the deputy, Icefire. She glinted her amber eyes. "I heard that Emberpool just got new kits, or I actually smelled them."

"Why are you not asleep?" growled Boulderstar. "I am a leader and Crookedstar had permission to not sleep and Emberpool was just having her kits! Why are you up?"

Icefire laughed. "Why, all the other warriors are sleeping like snakes with cricket sounds! Imagine sleeping with that great noise!"

Boulderstar dipped his head in annoyance. "Go and at least rest. You can go on the dawn patrol if you're hyper."

Foxtail, Emberpool's mate, emerged from the warrior's tree, yawning. The first glint of dawn shot across the sky.

"All of you, back to your dens, now!" yowled Boulderstar.

"I just wanted to see my new kits," replied Foxtail. Most cats were used to Boulderstar's anger.

"No," growled Boulderstar. Leafeye and Thornpaw leaped over the boulders that were at the base of the mountain.

"We found some litters of rabbit bones in a few places at the CliffClan border when we traveled higher at the other side of the mountain, but they seemed to be from the fresh-kill pile and they just rolled off. An apprentice must've forgotten to bury them, but they're also pretty old," reported Thornpaw. "Two of them were fresh, but they were just rolling aimlessly down." They went back to their trees.

Boulderstar nodded. "Icefire and Foxtail, just go on the dawn patrol." The two warriors nodded and sprinted away, leaving Boulderstar gazing into the stars, wondering what the prophecy meant.

I'm in StarClan all the time, so I get to see everything. And I overheard their conversations. Not something Rainsong heard about. Please review! I'll update soon, too!