Puma glanced around absentmindedly, slowly padding along after Sol. It had been three days since the second storm and Puma spent most time worrying for her sister. She worried the ground beneath her and had pinned her ears down. She slammed into Sol as he suddenly stopped. She looked at him questioningly, Why did he stop? Dogs? Cats! Her eyes brightened at the thought.
Sol lifted his head, sniffing the air and trampled grass ahead. He glanced back and muttered quietly, "Stay here and stay quiet," he ordered. She flicked her ears, showing she heard and sat down. Sol crouched and went off, following the trail in the grass. Once Sol was out of sight Puma crouched down and sniffed the trail, trying to make out a scent other than Sol's. She caught scent of a mix of what seemed like fox and dog. Why would Sol go after something like that? It must be the something very important if I have to stay. She thought, remembering their conversation in the tree, after fighting dogs. Soft breath suddenly ruffled her ear fur, and she whipped her head around wildly.
A warm voice sounded, nearby yet far off, "Your importance will come soon and in great measure."
"What? Who are you?! WHERE are you?! What do you mean?!" Puma screeched, completely forgetting that Sol had said to stay quiet.
The voice whispered, as if fading away, "Soon…"
Puma shivered and ran around the area, searching for anyone who could be in the bushes or undergrowth. She felt so paranoid that she sprung onto a low hanging tree branch. Why would anyone spy on me? What importance do I have?! I hope it doesn't have to do with fighting… While she searched, she didn't notice that Sol had come back with the dog fox thing. A coughing sound came from the ground and she pushed away from the tree so fast she fell on her back.
"Sorry, sorry," she muttered, getting up and licking herself embarrassedly. Sol dismissed it with a flick of his tail and Puma finally noticed what was behind him, and she jumped forward hissing, claws outstretched.
"Sol, get back! Something followed you!" She exclaimed and bared her teeth a bit, she didn't want to fight but this thing surely couldn't talk.
"Whoa, whoa, Puma hold back your bloodthirst for a second," he said smoothly, stepping forward. "This may be a badger but- she's one of the better ones," he explained.
Puma tilted her head, "How are they better than other ones?" she kept quiet about her other question, why was this badger the only one who could talk to cats?
The badger stomped forward and said in a grisly voice, "I can understand cats better than my aggressive kin.
"Puma took an awkward step back, still a bit intimidated, "Well why have you come to see me?"
Midnight tilted her snout down in an emotion Puma couldn't tell. "I came to give you a prophecy." Though it was the middle of the day, there seemed to be stars reflecting in Midnight's eyes.
"A prophecy? Why would I get a prophecy? I'm no one important, and why would I have to come a day's walk from my house for it?" Puma asked, and wondered if it had anything to do with that weird ghost voice she heard. Oh who was she kidding, of course they were connected but how?
"The message is from StarClan, they love to mess with kittypets and have chosen you to help save the clans. This is the prophecy," Midnight's eyes looked up at the dark cloudy sky and her voice grew deeper and smoother, as if possessed by something. Puma's fur bushed up and stepped back into a tree. Midnight began to speak with an ominous note in her voice, "Darkness must swallow the clans… terror and chaos will reign… beware a friend who turns to the forest… for a light will come to guide the clans."
Puma shivered as Midnight finished, "Is that all?" she said with fake confidence.
"They have given me another message, though I'm not entirely sure if they would be connected," she paused as if hearing someone else speak, "Five cats of five clans, five souls of five lives, while written by claws of lies, caught the sight of unwavering eyes, fate is cruel without an end, and to their goal it will bend," she paused seeming about to say more but closed her mouth and looked down, sadness swimming in her gaze. After a long pause Midnight finally looked up at Sol, "You must take her to the clans, teach her their ways, and guide her on her journey."
Sol's face lit with anger for a second, but his cool exterior swept over once more, "I would be honored, Midnight," his eyes had a glimmer of malice in them, but it was quickly gone before Puma could think of what he was mad at.
"So, Midnight, you think that that prophecy is about me?" Puma sat down, finally feeling a bit trusting of the badger.
"I do, you will guide the clans, but of dark spirits I must warn, there unsettling presence was surrounding me when words of prophecy spoke." Puma nodded and thought back to the voice she heard before she met Midnight, when would their words come true?
She shook her head as a thought passed through, "What am I supposed to be saving the clans from?"
Midnight nodded knowingly but only said, "You will know when you see."
Suddenly Sol swept forward and ushered Puma away calling back, "Goodbye Midnight! Thank you for your help!"
"Sol!" she snapped shoving him away, "what are you doing?!"
We must be on our way, the clans are a ways away from here and I must teach you something, you will be greatly important soon," he rushed, his eyes glinting once again but soon it was gone. Sol set off a brisk pace and she waved her tail as goodbye to Midnight. As she walked beside Sol his previous words sent a shiver through her, but not a bad one, one of greatness. She purred slightly at the thought of being indispensable, her previous 'kittypet' life forgotten, only a lingering hope that her sister would understand. This would be a far greater life than the one in her past.