Prologue
"Do you have anything to say in your defence?" the black and whie tom was staring down at the bloodstained she-cat.
"I believe what I have done is right. Exile me, kill me, do whatever you want, Starclan has shown me the way." Replied the bloodstained gray she-cat.
Starclan… what are you showing me…? And why? Will this really happen? Rippershade took a few steps back, "Crumbleight? What is this?!"
"I am just warning you, this is what is yet to come." The pale brown medicine cat replied, "and you cannot change their futures, you have something else to worry about." Then she gave a flick of her tail, Another vision?
There was a silver she-cat with odd eyes.
"What is she doing?" the black tom asked.
"Observe, this is what you need to guide her for." The silver cat had dug her laws into another lifeless silver cat, blood gushed out fom her belly, and then she wiped her bloodstained paws on the ground, circling the corpse. In a blink of an eye, a flash came in and lightened the whole area. What is this…? After the light faded, the corpse started moving again.
"I-I'm alive…? How?" she turned to the silver bloodstained cat, then looked down, "you did this? EXPLAIN!" the silver cat sighed, then walked away.
Rippershade turned to the old medicine cat, "Crumblelight, what is the meaning of this?"
The brown cat gazed up, eyes illuminated, "she can revive, don't you see? The one that saves, also sacrifices a greater price, the gifter will be shadowed…" but before she could finish her sentence, she started to fade away.
"Crumblelight! Wait!" the black tom gave a jerk as he woke up, he rushed out to tell Dripplestar about his vision, but something caught his eye, those eyes…!
That was the cat. She's the one.
