Hello, this is my first made up clan fanfic...enjoy!
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The moon shone full, reflecting on the pool of stars. Three shadowy figures gathered around the pool. No sound was to be heard in the heaven of stars. As the three cats gazed into the pool, their fur was distinctly becoming more visible.
One cat, a golden tabby tom, spoke first. "Good evening Willowshade," he dipped his head to a slender gray tabby she-cat. "Moonshine." This time he dipped his head to a silky-furred dark gray she-cat.
"Same to you, Lionleap," the tabby she-cat mewed softly.
"What have you summoned us here for tonight?" the dark gray she-cat meowed, clearly impatient.
"Now Moonshine, this is quite an important task we must carry out." Lionleap retorted. "There is a prophecy." The golden tabby paused. The glimmering pool of stars was now bathed in the light of a full moon. He lowered his head to look at the stary pool. Willowshade did the same. Moonshine, reluctantly, shifted her gaze to the pool. Lionleap continued, "A storm that has to be broken, will break and the clans will be destroyed. If not for the courage of these six cats." The stars in the pool seemed to quiver as if blown by a soft breeze.
The first cat to appear in the pool was a slender she-cat. Though she was small, she still looked strong enough to carry out the task. Her pelt was a light ginger and her pale green eyes sparkled with the thirst for adventure. The three cats nodded, almost in unison, that they approved of this cat.
Soon enough the image faded and a new cat appeared, this one was a lot smaller.
"An apprentice!?" Moonshine meowed in disbelief. She turned her blue gaze to Lionleap.
"Yes," the golden tabby started, "she was meant for this prophecy."
The apprentice had a fluffy dark gray pelt and bright yellow eyes. She held a look of exasperation in her eyes, but she still looked like a fine cat.
The image of the apprentice faded almost right after every cat got a good chance to look at her. The next cat had a unique gray and black pelt. Her eyes were unique as well, a clear aqua color. The she-cat had a look of arrogance planted on her face. Moonshine smiled at the thought of a cat from her clan involved in this prophecy. Once again the cats nodded their approval.
The fourth cat that shone on the small pool in the stary clearing was a tom. So far he looked the oldest and most experienced of the group. His deep brown pelt looked almost red and his green eyes were full of understanding.
"I think that he will catch on as leader very quickly," Willowshade mewed, half to herself.
As the other cats agreed, a new cat shone in the pool. This cat had a beautiful, fluffy gray and golden pelt. Her eyes were a light blue. This was a cat any tom would've fell head over heels for. The she-cat's gaze was kind and caring.
Finally, the image shifted once again. It revealed a lean solid black tom with blue eyes. His cold gaze bared into the cats' fur and Moonshine gasped. The image faded almost as soon as it had appeared and the pool was full of stars again.
The StarClan cats sat silently around the pool. Then Moonshine broke the silence, "So what is the prophecy we must send to these cats?"
There was a long pause before Lionleap recited the prophecy. "There are six whom possess the power. But you will all need to find your courage, if you don't want your clans to be swept away."