Author's Note: Just so everyone knows, I wrote the first chapter before the Prologue and only realized this after I finished the first chapter. So, if the Prologue sounds a bit strange, please bear with me.

Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors. If I did, Feathertail would have lived and carried Crowfeather's kits. Simple as that. But sadly, I don't own Warriors, so my ideas have no meaning. –shrug-

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Prologue

"But what does this mean?" The red cat stared questioningly up at the starry cats through yellow eyes. "Surely, after peace has been withheld between the Clans for so long, trouble is not arising again?"

A single starry cat moved from the crowd of cats and padded towards the red cat; the starry cat's tortoiseshell and white fur gleamed in the starlight while her eyes, as green as the sun-drown place, were soft with uncertainty. "That is for you to figure out, my faithful friend, and for time to reveal."

The red cat sighed and looked warily up at the she-cat, a look of tired thanks appearing in its yellow eyes. "I thank you, Branchfur, for your words of wisdom and I must accept that over time, this mystery will unravel – whether I want it to or not." Ears flicked slightly as murmurs of understanding and acceptance rippled through the crowd of starry cats; Branchfur smiled and pressed her muzzle to the red cat's muzzle. A feeling of friendliness passed between the two as they touched momentarily before the she-cat broke away.

Her face was now grave and her eyes hard as she looked at the cat, locking eyes – green to yellow. "Do not forget, my apprentice:

'The flowers will wilt as the darkness grows
Stars will fall as the new enemy arises
A kit with the blood of Rose, Azalea, Orchid, and Poppy
Will be born and grow to save the wilting flowers
Death will toll and hearts will grieve as the
Blood of four will rise to the rank of star…

Only the sun can replenish the flowers' "

And with that, Branchfur and the starry cats of StarClan disappeared into a swirling mist.

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Outside, the wind howled angrily as a storm raged onward, the cold raindrops pelting the ground and dens. All the cats of RoseClan sought shelter within their dens, though, only one cat dared to remain outside. The tom's red fur was dotted with spots of darker red from the rain, but he barely seemed to notice. Yellow eyes darted from side to side as the tom, Redice, padded swiftly across the camp, his mind set on his destination – Lighteningstar's den. As Redice reached the sheltered den beneath the rock ledge, he called out, "Lighteningstar, are you awake? I must speak with you!"

Within the darkness, Redice could see movement; a sigh of relief slipped past his lips as he watched his leader, a golden-brown tom, lift his head and peer out at the Medicine Cat with hazel eyes. A faint spark of annoyance and amusement swam within Lighteningstar's eyes as he answered Redice, "I am now, my faithful Medicine Cat. Come in out of the rain and tell me what is important."

Redice obliged and padded inside, his yellow eyes meeting with Lighteningstar's hazel eyes. The red tom dipped his head in apologies before looking back at the golden-brown tom, his eyes grave. "Lighteningstar, StarClan has spoken to me, and they have sent me a prophecy that is grave." He murmured, his tail twitching anxiously.

At the mention of a prophecy, Lighteningstar's eyes became suddenly darker and his body tense; the tom watched as his Medicine Cat fidgeted before him, and a strong feeling of dread overcame him. StarClan, why? The Clans of Flowers have lived in peace for so long…Why stir up trouble now?, Lighteningstar thought questioningly, his eyes darting to the black sky overhead before moving back to Redice. A sigh slid from his lips as he motioned with a flick of his tail for his Medicine Cat to continue. "Go on then, Redice, and tell of what you have foreseen."

Redice dipped his head and spoke, "StarClan, more-so Branchfur, sent me this prophecy.

'The flowers will wilt as the darkness grows
Stars will fall as the new enemy arises
A kit with the blood of Rose, Azalea, Orchid, and Poppy
Will be born and grow to save the wilting flowers
Death will toll and hearts will grieve as the
Blood of four will rise to the rank of star…

Only the sun can replenish the flowers' "

Lighteningstar listened to his Medicine Cat carefully as he relayed the prophecy; as Redice finished, Lighteningstar felt his insides churn. What could be this new enemy that will arise? What kit has the blood of all four clans running through its veins? These questions raced through Lighteningstar's mind as he struggled to form some kind of solution. "Redice, what does this mean?"

The red tom merely looked as troubled as Lighteningstar as he replied, "I do not know, Lighteningstar, I do not know…"

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Let us not look back in anger, not forward in fear, but around in awareness. – James Thurber

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Well, there's the Prologue; I could have done better, but this will just have to do. xD Please read and review!