The Prophecy of Four

by Beautifulfeather1

Betrayal. Romance. Darkness. Light. Join Beautifulpaw, Fernpaw, Rosepaw, and Sweetpaw as they seek out their destiny in each of their clans. If they make the wrong choices, the clans will come tumbling down and shall perish beneath their paws. Will they follow the light? Or will they fall deep into the darkness? Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors

2. Prologue

Prologue

Silverstar woke up from a cold nights sleep. It was Leaf-fall, and everyday it was getting colder and colder. The chilly air made Silverstar's fur stand on end. The sun was about to rise. She padded out of her den and went to the fresh-kill pile and picked a small squirrel.

Cloudfoot was already eating her prey, so she trotted over and sat down next to her and ate a small bite of her stringy squirrel.

"So Silverstar, how's the prey running?" Cloudfoot mewed.

"Not so well as you can see." Replied Silverstar as she sniffed her squirrel suspiciously.

Cloudfoot gave a small mrroww of amusement. The sun was rising now and Cloudfoot and Silverstar turned to look. All there was to see was a line of light on the horizon. Suddenly, Cloudfoot froze, fur bristling.

She was looking at the sun. Silverstar's eyes widened but she remained still. She knew Starclan was speaking to Cloudfoot. After Cloudfoot unfroze, Sliverstar meowed questioningly, "Was it a message from Starclan?" "Yes. There will be four. Forest, Darkness, Swiftness, and Stream. They will have the power to perish the clans, or unite them."