The Son Prophcy

by SmolFrazzle

Brite lite spred throuh the are, and the gingr cta at the bordur opned his eyes wide. "The son will reech forth from the darknes and bring lite to the world." The silvur cat beside him gaspd "what doeti mean!" Furs tar shook his hed wisele. "Only tim will tel." Ratd T becus gor an vilens

4. The chusen is exposd

The nex da Sunipaw wen hunt wit her mente r. B she cudn t cach anythi she wows so sad but the utter day. "Sunypaw" Rewind said grufyl "Kept up" Sunypaw grid but her kept trip king on the bramels an son her gold pel was flu of thorn. Rewdin finely los his pashens he lip on top her an ripped at her fur. "Get u an fit, weaking!" He shute stiles upset abut the uthr day. Sinapa scremed in pan "Birchpaw! Hell me!" The r wows a rus in the bushes as birchpaw lipped out at rewind. The tumbler on the Grundy wild sunnypa ran to the cam to her hell. Wen she arbed she card "Redwin is atkin Birchpaw he ends help!"

Trestarv sen a patral to help, bu the were to lat. Rewind had Birchpaw pined to the grind an th apentic was bled from his nek. "No!" Sunapee grid out. She jump at rewind and scraced his neo. He gaped an felt to the grunt. Blud pored from the wund as Sunypa cride. "Rewind... I'm so sporty..." Terse felt freely from her rush over to Birchpaw an tape where he was hurt. Lite invelped the Wu d and he was helled. The patral gaspd.

"Sunypaw..." Trestra sad "Yo re a hero!"

"MI hero." Brichpaw corcted.