Prologue

It was dark outside and the moon was shining brightly as the RainClan warrior Sparrowpelt padded into the clearing of their camp. He was in StarClan and things weren't the same here. Sparrowpelt watched as his sister Whitefrost and his brother Crowfur padded towards him.

"We can't stop what's going to happen," sighed Crowfur. "We'll try as hard as we can for as long as we can but we can't stop it."

"Willowtail's two kits don't deserve what's going to happen to them," sighed Sparrowpelt. "They're so young but soon they'll learn the truth. At least one of them will. The other will just have to wait until it's a warrior."

"Don't say anything," spat Crowfur calmly. "We don't need to be afraid to say their names. They're strong kits and no cat can change that. They'll learn the truth soon enough but they won't be afraid."

Whitefrost looked down upon the two cats and meowed, "Fine, then. Swishkit and Clearkit don't deserve what will be wished upon them. You do know that it's Swishkit that is going to get the dream and Clearkit that's going to have to wait."

"We know that," grumbled Sparrowpelt impatiently. "I just think that they should both find out."

"They can't find out!" Jayfur and Cherrystem came racing into the clearing. The two warriors had died when they had been newly made warriors in a battle with IceClan.

"I know that they can't find out. I just think that it isn't fair." Sparrowpelt's ears twitched and Whitefrost gave a shrugging look at Crowfur.

As the five cats sat down to think about what was going to happen Jayfur meowed, "We'll watch over them until the time has come to speak. They're only a half moon old now. In two moons time it will be time to tell them about what has happened. Well, time to tell Swishkit."

"I think that they can wait," mewed Cherrystem. "They don't know that this is happening and they won't be waiting in suspense. They won't be ready for it when it comes and we'll just have to hope that they take it okay. If they don't we're sort of in trouble."

"We all know that," grumbled Whitefrost, "but do you really think that we should tell them at all?"

"Of course we should tell them!" gasped Crowfur harshly. "How can you think such a thing?"

Whitefrost shrugged and mewed, "All I can say is that when the time comes we'll tell them."

Sorry the prologue was so short! I hope you enjoyed it anyhow. I'm sure if it's that good too but I'm trying to make a good story. :)

CherrystarofDarkPalace