Prologue
The damp marshes made thick noises as paw steps made their way into the forest. Two lean figures padded silently, whiskers twitching anxiously.
The one more in the front twitched her tail, and the one behind the tall female paused in his tracks.
"We should tell MoonStar we found a perfect place." The tall cat meowed.
The male behind her let his fur ruffle on end, and his tail and legs became stiff.
"But remember the
four scent markers? There are other clans here."
He growled.
The female shot him a cold glare, making the male shrink back.
"Yes, but this is the only place there is, I'm afraid."
The male let his fur
lay flat, but his legs were still stiff as a thick tree trunk.
"But
we are not welcome here." He meowed gently and cautiously.
The tall female shot him another cold glare, and narrowed her striking golden eyes.
"I said this is the place." She meowed crossly.
The male shrank back, and nodded to the deputy.
"Yes, StarPelt." He murmured wearily.
The beautiful she-cat blinked slowly, her fur shining brightly in the sun as it peeked through the narrow and dense forest trees.
"Yes, well, let's go and inform her."
The tom nodded and let his legs go number again. He dipped his head in respect, and padded after the deputy as she began off towards the way the two came. They walked past WindClan territory, and continued until they paused dead in their tracks near some bushes with reeds.
"A cat…a clan cat." The tom murmured.
StarPelt flinched, and blinked narrowed eyes towards the scents. She opened her mouth and tasted the air, the scent of another clan hitting her like a fast rabbit into a sudden growing tree.
"Yeah, let's hurry." She mewed hastily, picking up her pace into a dash, the tom following after her just as fast.
"We got to hurry back to FireClan." StaPelt mewed aloud, more to herself then anyone else.
The tom nodded his agreement, and they continued to run. Birds sang and the sun dipped its head towards the forest. One twinkling star shining in the day light, watching the new prophecy begin.