The prophecy didn't make much sense to her. She dreamed about it every night. From other prophecies she had heard of, "King of Storms" was referring to herself, and "Thunder" her clan. She took it literally as: she will wipe her clan out.
The Medicine cat, Gustfoot, announced it to the clan one day, and Stormcry remembered the eyes of every cat turn and leer at her. They probably assumed that the prophecy was exactly the same as what she thought herself. Solemnstar reassured her, and asked her to go on with life. After being blamed for killing her siblings and her parents, she was sure she was the downfall of the clan that didn't want her at all.
In the bright green newleaf, Stormcry went back to her buried prey, three voles and a squirrel, and made way back to camp. As she walked back, she was tackled over by a large apprentice, Thornpaw, who grabbed two of the voles that Stormcry caught, and ran back to camp.
Stormcry was very much used to this. Even though she was moons older than the bratty apprentice, she was sure his mentor didn't care, or perhaps, told him to steal prey from her as practice. Sighing, and picking up the last two scraps of food, she soon arrived at the camp to see several warriors congratulating Thornpaw on his catch. His mentor quickly glanced at Stormcry, who hissed in response.
Dropping her prey off, she walked to Solemnstar's den and lay in a nest beside his. He allowed her to build this after the cats in the Warrior's Den put thorns in her moss, and would kick her awake in the middle of the night.
Before Stormcry could close her eyes, the deputy, Waspfur walked in. A beautiful yellow queen, with wide black stripes, she had the look of a butterfly, but the sting of a well, a wasp.
The tabby she-cat walked up to Stormcry and barked in her face, "where is Solemnstar?!"
Stormcry grinned a little, "shouldn't you be the one who knows that?"
Waspfur narrowed her eyes, "you probably sent him to his death, like your family"
Before Stormcry could react, Solemnstar lashed his tail at Waspfur and let out a loud hiss. "Waspfur, get out of my den. You are forbidden in here when I'm not around."
The yellow cat bowed her head, very sarcastically. "I'll leave you two be" she said with a wink, "but when your kits are born dead, don't say that the rest of us didn't tell you so."
Solemnstar ran a little at his deputy, who immediately ran out of the lichen that covered the entrance, with a chilling giggle.
"I'm really sorry, Stormcry." Solemnstar said in a low whisper, and with a hint of pity.
"Its okay," Stormcry said, chocking back tears, "I'm used to it."
The tom lowered his eyes, and lightly licked her cheek. "I'll always be here. Get your rest, and I'll wake you up by Moonhigh so we you can see the new warrior of Thunderclan."
"Oh?" Stormcry said, she didn't know any apprentices were ready, but then again, she never paid much attention to the rest of the clan.
"Yes, Thornpaw made a beautiful catch today."
Stormcry snorted, which made Solemnstar cock his head, "What?" he asked.
"I just wanted to make a suggestion for a name for him, that's all."
Solemnstar listened with a chuckle as Stormcry told him what happened today, and how Thornpaw should be punished with an awful name.
"Sounds like a good punishment to me." the leader said, as he licked his best friend's cheek, and left the den to carry out the rest of the duties of the day.