AN: hey there! This is my first story (yay!) just wanted to tell you guys that I'm not the best with formatting and all that stuff, but anyways, happy reading! Hope you enjoy the prologue to my Warriors fanfic, As Darkness Approaches.
The small she-cat awoke with a jolt. She looked around in worry. She was nestled on a rocky ridge right above a sparkling pool that reflected the stars in the sky. "I'm... In StarClan" She breathed in pure awe. She stood up on shaky legs and peered nervously into the forest that loomed near. She gulped and started to follow a path. The path that many ancient cats had walked before her. Moonlight flitted through the trees, turning the young cat's grey tabby pelt to silver in some places. The path soon widened to a large grassy clearing with massive oak trees that swayed in the wind which encased the whole place and the light of the stars casting shadows behind them. In the center of the clearing stood a group of many cats. Some the tabby recognized, others she didn't, but all had stars in their fur and wisdom in their gaze. The one in the center, a large formable tom with bright ginger fur and a calm green gaze stepped foward. She recognized him at once.
"Flamestar" The she cat dipped her head in awe at the large ginger tom who loomed above her making her already small frame seem even smaller. "Up Featherpaw." The tom with stars in his fur mewed in a deep voice. Featherpaw rose on shaky legs. Gulping, she looked into his eyes, which were a deep green and calm in surprising contrast to his fiery ginger pelt. He blinked with a deep exhale. When he opened them, they seemed to be reflecting the stars in the sky like the moonpool itself and filled with the knowledge of a thousand StarClan cats. Featherpaw stepped back shocked. "An ancient wrong must be made right." He meowed with a voice not his own, but sounding like many ancient mews mingled together Featherpaw gulped in both excitement and worry. "We have watched over your territories since before the time of the clans, even before the time TigerClan stalked through the forest and LionClan sprinted through the moor, but now, for the first time since the dawn of the clans, we have seen an unavoidable danger. Its coming. The time of the downfall of the clans. For the first time, we can not anticipate what will happen, or what it shall be. We are relying on you. The wisdom of StarClan can not help you. You are on your own. All that we know is that its big. Bigger than the clans themselves and it is old. Older than the ancient clans. But you must survive, for the sake of your kits, and your kits kits, and many more generations to come. But there is a glimmer of hope for the clans. Remember this for them Featherpaw. Even the smallest bird can fly far, and overcome the perils thrown at it.' Flamestar nodded, his eyes fading back to normal color. " Wha...What does that mean?" Featherpaw asked twitching her tail. "All will come in time" He mewed gruffly, voice back to normal. "You will understand soon enough young Featherpaw, I'm sure of it." He turned around with a flick of his tail and walked slowly back towards the group of cats. They nodded upon his arrival and began to fade away. Soon Featherpaw could see the oak trees through their fur. "No!" Featherpaw lunged forward, swiping her paw but it was too late, her paw met an empty space. "No..." She fell forward. "You have to tell me... I don't understand.." She mewed, but her only response was the swaying of the grass in the breeze.
AN: Chapter one coming soon! ^^ Any and all constructive criticism is appreciated to help me become the great author I'd like to be!