Prolong

The quarter moon shown brightly that evening but to her it looked strangely ominous. The ferns on the other side of the clearing rustled, Firestar appeared. "Finally! You're here, are the others coming?" Meowed Yellowfang. Firestar nodded his head towards the side of the clearing and suddenly two cats burst from the bracken, arguing… again. "it must be stopped" meowed the she cat. "There're only apprentices, they'll realize its wrong soon enough" the tom replied. "And if they don't," said the she cat angrily, "there will be war." "I disagree," meowed the tom. "Mistystar, Onestar stop it" hissed Yellowfang. The fact that two apprentices from different clans were secretly meeting was the least of there problems, they didn't need to argue about it now, thought Yellowfang. "Where is he" she murmured aloud to herself. "Here" said a black tom, appearing out of the shadows as suddenly as if he'd been there the whole time. "Blackstar," she hissed, "where have you been" "I've been waiting here before you even got here." he replied. She narrowed her eyes at him but said nothing. "Anyway," she meowed, addressing the small group of cats, "I have called us together this evening for a very, very, important reason" she meowed. "I have foreseen great danger and I believe it is time." Yellowfang meowed importantly. "Yes," meowed Firestar thoughtfully, " I have seen this to, the time has come. Mistystar looked like she was in deep thought, slowly she nodded her head "I agree," she said, " the longer we wait the stronger this danger gets, we must act soon, I believe at this coming half moon." "It's not possible," growled Blackstar. "Exactly," meowed Onestar, "this can not be happening its been so calm recently how could there be danger ahead." Yellowfang showed the two doubting toms the possibilities of the future that she had seen. Almost all of them showed the coming dangers. Onestar's eyes were wide, he was startled at what he had just seen, "I see," he meowed quietly, "the time has indeed come." Blackstar looked grave his eyes were narrowed. "this is far worse than I thought" he stated, "I agree with Mistystar we must act soon, I will see you all again at the next half moon when we meet with our medicine cats. They must be told The Great Prophecy!" And with that he left. Slowly the other cats dispersed The Great Prophecy repeating in their heads. The Great Prophecy was something every medicine cat and leader was told when the entered Starclan. It was as ancient as Starclan itself. And now it was finally going to be told.