Mistystar walked through the forest, the foul smell of لومڑی surrounding her from all directions. She flicked her head from side to side, ready to fight if any of the foxes emerged.
Then she heard the foxes barking, an endless chorus of the high-pitched barks. Then all the barks formed into a single phrase she could understand completely:
"The night of the لومڑی will rise, on the night of the full moon."
The foxes speaking as one, repeated the prophecy over and over, louder and louder, until it was absulutely deafening. The foxes stopped barking at once when an enormous wave of scarlet blood crashed down over Mistystar, turning her فر, سمور ginger. The wave lapped at her paws, and she felt cats tugging her legs, dragging her into the red blood...Mistystar woke with a start, breathing heavily. it had been only a dream. At once, she raced to Swiftfeather, the medicine cat. Mistystar found her in her ماند, خلوت خانہ اگلے to the Highdune, mixing herbs.
"Swiftfeather!" She gasped.
"I had a dream that..." Mistystar spilled her whole dream ot to her loyal medicine cat. When she'd finished, Swiftfeather nodded and meowed, "the foxes chanting the prophecy is not something i understand, but the blood means آپ will lose another of your lives, maybe." Mistystar's blood chilled. "and the cats tugging آپ into the blood means a rival Clan-not of this forest-will take آپ prisoner." Mistystar shivered.
"What can i do to stop it? How do آپ its not a Clan of this forest?"
Swiftfeather sighed.
"I expected آپ to ask me about this dream," she mewed. Mistystar looked at her, dazed. This obviously was something she should have told her earlier.
"I walked in this dream two days ago," she mewed.
"I saw آپ experiencing what آپ did in this dream. A StarClan warrior told me what was going to happen."
Mistystar blinked. This didn't fit in with the conversation.
"Why are آپ telling me now? why didn't آپ tell me as soon as آپ saw it?"
When Swiftfeather didn't reply, Mistystar turned and left the medicine cat den. Whatever awated OceanClan, It wasn't going to be a pleasant thing. She told Moonflower to take over, lying that she had a stomachache. she curled up in her nest beneath the Highdune and slept a dark, dreamless sleep.
Then she heard the foxes barking, an endless chorus of the high-pitched barks. Then all the barks formed into a single phrase she could understand completely:
"The night of the لومڑی will rise, on the night of the full moon."
The foxes speaking as one, repeated the prophecy over and over, louder and louder, until it was absulutely deafening. The foxes stopped barking at once when an enormous wave of scarlet blood crashed down over Mistystar, turning her فر, سمور ginger. The wave lapped at her paws, and she felt cats tugging her legs, dragging her into the red blood...Mistystar woke with a start, breathing heavily. it had been only a dream. At once, she raced to Swiftfeather, the medicine cat. Mistystar found her in her ماند, خلوت خانہ اگلے to the Highdune, mixing herbs.
"Swiftfeather!" She gasped.
"I had a dream that..." Mistystar spilled her whole dream ot to her loyal medicine cat. When she'd finished, Swiftfeather nodded and meowed, "the foxes chanting the prophecy is not something i understand, but the blood means آپ will lose another of your lives, maybe." Mistystar's blood chilled. "and the cats tugging آپ into the blood means a rival Clan-not of this forest-will take آپ prisoner." Mistystar shivered.
"What can i do to stop it? How do آپ its not a Clan of this forest?"
Swiftfeather sighed.
"I expected آپ to ask me about this dream," she mewed. Mistystar looked at her, dazed. This obviously was something she should have told her earlier.
"I walked in this dream two days ago," she mewed.
"I saw آپ experiencing what آپ did in this dream. A StarClan warrior told me what was going to happen."
Mistystar blinked. This didn't fit in with the conversation.
"Why are آپ telling me now? why didn't آپ tell me as soon as آپ saw it?"
When Swiftfeather didn't reply, Mistystar turned and left the medicine cat den. Whatever awated OceanClan, It wasn't going to be a pleasant thing. She told Moonflower to take over, lying that she had a stomachache. she curled up in her nest beneath the Highdune and slept a dark, dreamless sleep.
Mistystar was in desperate need of warriors, but she had gone everywhere, and all the rouges and loners seemed to be happy as they could be. Forlornly, Miststar padded into the woods for a hunt. She ran into a reddish tabby she-cat with glowing yellow eyes. "I am Flamingweb," the cat said. "I have come to OceanClan to be a warrior." Mistystar smiled at the cat. A perfect warrior, she knew. She led Flamingweb to the OceanClan camp with a دل as light as a feather.
She didn't mind at all that she had come from nowhere.
She didn't mind at all that she had come from nowhere.
Mistystar knew she needed مزید Clan members, and fast. The thing she needed most was a medicine cat. She walked into the forest for a hunt, And she ran into a beautiful she-cat. "I am Swiftshadow," the cat said. "I came to your Clan to be a Medicine cat." Mistystar's whiskers twitched with delight. just what she asked for. Mistystar looked up into the night sky, StarClan looked down on her. The stars seemed to be glowing brighter than ever before. "Thank you, StarClan," she thought as she lead Swiftshadow to the OceanClan camp. "For the best medicine cat آپ could give us."