Okay, so I am sort of stumped on ideas. I don't know what the prophecy would be and all that, but anyways here's the story!:
Cougarpaw bounded after Gorsepaw, smiling with glee. "What're you doing?" He asked his brother. Gorsepaw shot a blank glare at Cougarpaw. "Leave me alone." He grunted, sorting through the herbs in the medicine den. Cougarpaw shrugged, "chillax." He frowned, turning away from his brother before trotting over to Finchpaw with a grin. "Hi Finchpaw!" he chirped, smiling when his sister paid attention to him. "Hello, Cougarpaw." She greeted her litter mate, before glancing towards Blizzardstorm, her mentor; who had just approached them. "Come on, Finchpaw. We are going hunting." Blizzardstorm ordered her apprentice before heading out of Camp.
"Awe, but I really wanted to do something with Finchpaw." Cougarpaw frowned. Blizzardstorm sighed. "I'm sorry, Cougarpaw. Clan life has no free time in it." She called before leaving Camp completely. "See you later bro!" Finchpaw called and chased after her mentor. Cougarpaw frowned and bounded around, searching for his mentor.
Dragonfeather was assigning patrols, as always, doing something different. Cougarpaw huffed and left Camp, wanting to prove that he could do something good even though no one would be with him. He trotted off into the forest, his fur catching on branches as he swerved out of reach of prickly plants. His eyes caught on flashy things in the distance, sadly off Camp territory. To his misfortune, his paws led him out of NightClan territory and off towards the shiny bulb.
Cougarpaw grinned when he reached the light. He poked it with a paw and smothered it with fur from his pelt. He chanted happily finding this bulb of light fun. It shaped a figure, kind of like a horse, but it had horns on it. And it was attached to a figure that was fat like a two-leg. He shrugged, and continued poking it.
A two-leg voice was heard, laughing and singing.
Cougarpaw shot to his feet, he hadn't understood what was just said but he knew it meant danger. I gotta get out of here! He gasped and began speeding off, only to be caught by a two-leg and brought into a two-leg den.
"Let me go! Let me out!" Cougarpaw hissed, tearing at the air as if it would help him. The two-leg door slammed closed behind him as they entered the den. But what caught Cougarpaw's attention, was a tree. It stood in the middle of the room, with even more shiny bulbs on it. It looked to fancy to be real, but Cougarpaw didn't care much. He writhed around till he was released and let to the ground. He scrabbled over to the tree and rolled about happily on the ground, his back rubbing the bark. He purred pleasantly, liking the indoor tree. No. I'm a Clan cat! Cougarpaw shot up, steadying himself before he rummaged through the foliage under the tree and over to the windowsill. He pounced onto the windowsill and gazed out, pawing rapidly at the window as if it could open just like that. He meowed loudly, hoping to escape, just as the two-legs began singing again.
"Oh Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree, (something something something)…"
Cougarpaw began to wail now, as the singing was hurting his ears. Finally they had finished, and sat back down on their plush seats, before they watched some stupid glowing ball (I don't think its stupid, but this is what a cat would think.) drop slowly. Cougarpaw rolled his eyes, stupid two-legs; they don't admit they're like us. Playing with glowing balls all day.
Finally, the ball had dropped. Cougarpaw gave a meow of relief before cheering sounded from the two-legs. "NO! SHUT UP ALREADY!" He spat and leaped away and began slamming into the door. A two-leg had come up, and had opened the door.
"I did it! I escaped, all on my own." Cougarpaw grinned and left the two-leg den and back to Camp.
Shadowstar lay in her nest, gazing around with gleaming eyes. "Shadowstar?" Heatherfoot called from outside.
"Yes?" Shadowstar asked, glancing over to her medicine cat. "Gorsepaw has been murmuring things in his sleep, about some prophecy. Do you know anything about this?" Heatherfoot asked the leader.
Shadowstar was about to reply, just as her body convulsed and she dropped down to the ground, coughing and hacking loudly. Her claws unsheathed and ripped at the ground as her breathing slowed. What's happening? Why is this happening to me day after day? She thought to herself worriedly as she lashed about in pain.
"Shadowstar! Are you okay!" Heatherfoot called into her ear, but the medicine cats worried calls had quieted down along with the rest of the world as Shadowstar slipped away.
Hey guise, the first part was just some joke thing with Cougarpaw. It was for Christmas.
Speaking of which...
HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERYONE!
:)
The second part was just weird and unusual...
DUN DUN DUN