A panther's black pelt will cover the honeymoon and stars, the clouds will turn black and the night shall last forever...
Prologue
"She's so beautiful. Have you thought of a name?" a honey-coloured tom whispered behind Whitemist.
"Her fur is so dark; nothing like ours. Why is this Honeystar? Is it an omen? Is she not one of Cloudclan?" Whitemist's worried voice filled the nursery
"Calm down. She is ours, is she not?" His eyes looked down to her and she raised her head to him
"Of course she is." she looked down at her new kit, "I guess she is beautiful really isn't she."
Honeystar smiled as Whitemist meowed "How about Pantherkit? Her pelt is so dark." Honeystar tried desperately hard not to look alarmed at this name.
"Yes. Pantherkit. That's a great name. Isn't it Pantherkit?" Pantherkit squirmed underneath her mother, looking for milk.
"Yes. I, erm, have to do something with Hawktalon. I will visit soon." Honeystar squeezed out of the nursery and ran straight to the medicine-cat's den.
"Hawktalon! Quick I need you!" Hawktalon raced over to the Cloudclan leader,
"Why? Is something wrong with Whitemist?"
"No, but what was that prophecy again?" Honeystar panted
"A panther's black pelt will cover the honeymoon and stars, the clouds will turn black and the night shall last forever." Hawktalon said.
"You asked if there was a problem? There is. My daughter has been given the name Pantherkit."