Prologue
Mossyflake approached the Sunlake, dipping her paws in the murky water. The words of a new omen splashed through her minds like the lake waters in a cooling sort of way. The words came clearer in the she-cat's mind as she padded back towards the Rayclan camp, and when she stepped through the softer thistle bordering it, the words rang clear in her head.
Beware those leaders who are not what they seem
Their coats will gleam
Their teeth flashing white
In the dead of night
But a kit will save you
His claws talented too
An apprentice he will be
Before all is lost, for you and me
The medicine cat shuddered as she sat down in her soft feathery bed. She would have to tell Moonstar of the prophecy in the morning, but she needed time to decipher it. Mossyflake determined what she would do instead of sleep that night, as she sorted her herbs and thought about this important message. The first night without a mentor to guide her, and she was already deep in the pools to help her young leader.