Fawnstar watches over her clan in the warm night, enjoying the moon on her fur. She admires Silverpelt, it is bright tonight. Fawnstar is so absorbed into the night sky that she doesn't notice Maplefeather coming over.
"Fawnstar," Maplefeather meows with urgency.
"Yes, Maplefeather." Fawnstar mews.
"I just got a prophecy!" Maplefeather looks away from the sky and towards her medicine cat. Maplefeather takes this as a sign to continue.
"Be careful among the four paths, for each one will have great dangers. Only one path will stop the rising darkness." Fawnstar sits in silence trying to interpret the new prophecy.
"What could this mean?" Maplefeather meows, nervously.
"Could the rising darkness be a clan planning to attack us? Sageclan?" Fawnstar questions.
"No, it couldn't be. All we know is that this rising darkness is gonna come and one path is the only thing that can stop them."
Fawnstar flickers in nervousness, then what could this prophecy mean? She thinks. "Let's just pray to Starclan, that the darkness is stopped before it could hurt us and the other clans." Fawnstar mews.
Fawnstar flicks her tail at Maplefeather, "thank you for telling me this. You can go back to your den, it's getting late."
"Yes, have a good night, Fawnstar!" Maplefeather trotted back to the medicine den and Fawnstar looks back up at the sky.
"Starclan, please light their paths and let them make the right decisions."