Magic's POV

I was lying on my garden path, the sun blazed, warming me up. I heard some paw steps and I opened my pale yellow eyes.

It was Jasper, a black and white tom cat. He had crossed the scent marked and was right in our garden. I was about to get up to challenge him when I heard a hiss.

"Get back behind the scent markers!"It was my sister, Monkey's hiss. I jumped right to her side. She was a dark tortoiseshell and she had pale yellow eyes that were at this moment blazing.

"No" Jasper mewed, "It's Claws, he wants us all to come and see him."

There was no missing that meeting. Claws acted like he was leader of us housecats, and he was very strict.

So I and Monkey padded over to Claws' garden. When we got there he was sitting on a low-branched tree. At the foot of the tree was a group of unfamiliar cats. They smelled like leaves and trees.

One of those cats was a tall and thin dull brown she-cat with dark brown spots. Another was a lean tom with ruffled, pale golden fur. They looked like the leaders of the group, sitting proudly with their tails curled neatly round their bodies. The two younger ones sat behind the first two, the first was a small silver tom.

But the one that really caught my eyes was a smoky gray with a tint of ginger she-cat. She smelled like the others but something seemed different about her.

"Hey Magic and Monkey!"I heard Tawny, the light tortoiseshell she-cat call, interrupting my thoughts.

All the cats in the neighbourhood poured in. There was Smoky, the white tom with gray stripes and a gray ear, and there was Tiger, the young ginger tabby tom.

The last cat that came in was a Siamese called Edwin padded in. He had a scar down his flank; I remembered giving that to him in battle.

"Quiet down!"Claws told us sternly, every cat was silent.

He smiled at our obedience and then started to speak;

"Everyone, we have visitors," Claws yowled loudly so that all eleven of the housecats here could hear him.

"Ugh, what is that smell?"Felina, a dappled long-haired cat with white paws asked, wrinkling her nose.

Claws ignored this and continued, "They visited me in the middle of the night last night and told me they were warriors from far away clans"

"Clans?"I mewed, tilting my head to the side.

"Clans" Claws repeated.

All the cats looked confused.

The spotted she-cat rolled her eyes and then explained, "A clan is a group of cats that live together and hunt together..."

Her voice droned on and on about the warrior code and StarClan, many cats looked bored, but I listened my hardest.

When she was finished, the pale golden tom stepped forward.

"We were sent a prophecy," he told us.

"Eight cats with collars round their necks shall harmonize our hearts",

It was the young, smoky she-cat who spoke it; the words sent a chill running down my spine.

"And those cats are right here now", Claws continued for the she-cat.

Hope you liked it, I know this was short, if there is any grammar problems feel free to tell me. Was the prophecy okay or could I do better?

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