Prologue
The dark gray she-cat trembled, her whiskers quivering in obvious unease. "Why am I still alive?" she croaked. "I agonized over my death for moons… how could you just be wrong?"
A single cat sat before her, shaking her head slightly. "I don't know, Cinderpelt. StarClan has never made a mistake like this before." Bitterness singed her tone. "This has thrown off the natural order! Years ago we foresaw three that held the power of the stars in their paws, but now the three will never be born!"
Confusion rippled through Cinderpelt's gaze. "Are you... are you saying Leafpool would have bared kits? But Bluestar, that would break two of the codes."
Bluestar's head whipped around violently, her stare leveling on Cinderpelt. "Do you think I don't realize that?" she snarled. Immediately, she was up on her paws, pacing across the starlit clearing. Long moments passed. The only noise splitting the air was Bluestar's faint paw steps, but even those fell still. "I'm sorry for snapping," the leader murmured.
But only compassion lit Cinderpelt's blue eyes. "There's no need for apologies. I won't forsake my second chance at life, but you must give me a message. I need guidance to take back to my clan. How much destruction will this wreak on the forest?"
When Bluestar could say no more, the panicked mew of another, more familiar cat echoed through the clearing. With a burst of affection, Cinderpelt saw Yellowfang barreling in beside Bluestar, but the warm feelings were soon replaced by a twinge of fear.
"What have you seen?" Cinderpelt could barely catch Bluestar's words on the air.
Yellowfang's ears flattened back against her head, and a drooping look of sadness came over her scarred muzzle. "It's hard to say just now," she began, casting Cinderpelt a cautious look, as though she was unsure if the ThunderClan medicine cat should be privy to this information. "But all we could see was darkness and sickness, reaching to all corners of the lake."
"Well surely all sicknesses can be cured," Bluestar responded, a false note of confidence present in her voice. "Do you know which will work?"
"None that grow around the lake," Yellowfang admitted. She turned to face Cinderpelt once more. "Warn your leader of the encroaching danger. Your clan will need time to prepare. In one moon's time, we will return to you. StarClan has much to discuss, but the clans will live on. There will be saviors, but we need time to decide which cats must carry that burden."
Cinderpelt dipped her head humbly. The odd sucking sensation in her stomach told her the dream was fading away, but she carried with her a deep sense of both dread and determination. The news she had to share with Firestar would be life changing, but with the arrival of the saviors, she knew ThunderClan could overcome any curse.
AN: So it certainly has been a long time! I've been debating starting a new warriors story for a very long time, but it's finally gotten the best of me. I have the first couple of chapters written to this so far. It's going to be altering PoV's through all four of the clans in the beginning, so drop me a review and let me know what you all think so far!