You all know the drill, I still don't own anything yet. In a flash Bumblestripe is dreaming, he's having a flashback to a simplier time, moons ago when he was merely fawning over Dovewing, leading her on a chase through the forest to his secret place. He takes her through the bushes under the stunningly beautiful jasmine, and sits down, beckoning her to do the same. Everything Is perfect. Suddenly the moon, once white, turned into an oozing blood red. Dovewing's shiny pelt, ragged and bloody. The lake is tinted red. The hills and forest ooze blood as an ominous omen sounds "If peace is not found, blood will tint the lake, and all may be lost." Waking up with a stir, Bumblestripe realizes he must talk to Jayfeather, and fast. Walking over quietly to the medicine den, he quietly passes Birchfall, who is looking up into the stars. They merely nod at one another, while sharing a look of worry. He quietly walks in on Jayfeather sleeping, and very gently calls his name, then again. He softly prods him, he slightly stirs. Then again "go awayyyzzzz" One last time, "ermgg. I'm up, what do you want and why at this time, could it not have waited?.." Quietly but firmly responding "No, I am certain we must discuss this now . I believe I received an omen or prophecy or whatever you call it." That really perked his interest. "Why do yoi think that?" Bumblestripe explains. "Well I was dreaming about a fonder time and then suddenly it all went bad. Everything was red, the moon, the lake, and then they said something: 'If peace is not found, the clans will be lost.' Or something like that. Eitherway not good sounding..." He seems skeptical still. "Hmm. Well it might be real, but do you have any reason to believe it?" He listens closely. "Well look at Windclan, Ashfoot and Heatherpelt die, Breezepelt Is only one around and he becomes Deputy. It seems odd, and then Shadowclan joined them!" His brilliant eyes boring into mine as he says "Odd indeed, keep it in mind, but at this moment we cannot act. Goodnight." As he walks back to the Warriors den, Birchfall is now curled up with his mate, Whitewing. They're falling asleep, they should, it's going to be a long war, and every cat will be needed. As he curls up in his nest, Bumblestripe thinks to himself "It's going to be a long war." Waking up he hears a commotion coming from the camp, he yawns, stretches and walks out to see two cats, whom others are calling 'Brook' and 'Stormfur'. Bramblestar Welcomes them back, and a few cats begin telling stories. The dark cat, Stormfur, says "We're here to stay, I will not explain why, but it is permanent." Squirrelflight asks "Where are your kits?" And Brooke starts to break down. Cinderpelt is herding Fernkit and Hollykit away. Suddenly Dovewing cries out that Whitekit is missing. Bramblestar calmly tells her that "We will find him." For Bumbllestripe, he's shocked "I didn't expect them to go that far." He thinks to himself as he rushes over to comfort Dovewing. "Shh shh, it'll be ok..." He pushes his muzzle to hers and leads her inside the nursery to curl up with her. She's sobbing, but he calms her. Some time passes and Lilyheart comes in with Dewnose, and quietlysay " We found Whitekit dead on the Windclan border. He was covered in claw marks. I am sorry." They walk out, while Bumblestripe pushes his nose into Dovewing's fur. Ivypool comes in and so Bumblestripe moves away, she can probably comfort her better. He walks up to Ambermoon and says "Tell them they were brave telling the news." And walks away. The clan turns to a dank mood. As Bumblestripe once again curls up with Dovewing. Poppyfrost informs them that she's sorry, but there will be more patrols. Other than that depressing, unneeded and unexpected escalation, it would be a rather bland day, Softkit and Duskkit would tumble over Bumblestripe, and the two mates would shrug it off as the moon rose before falling asleep together, as the clan mourns the loss.
Not the happiest ending.. Hope you guys enjoyed it though! Sorry for long wait but i've been quite busy.