I slept that night in the stars having a terrible dream. Blood was splattered on my white, clear pelt, and the lake was overflowing and the stars blinked out of the sight. My terrible dream drowned with me as I woke up, feeling the lush grass under my fur. I panted, wiping the sweat off my fur as I calmed down. Stop! Stop, stop stop! I screamed in my mind, blowing the nightmare away. I then laid down, breathed normally, and closed my eyes. What a dream.
At sunhigh I decided to go talk to Yellowfang. Yellowfang seemed a bit.. off today, since she didn't want look at me, and her eyes were bloodshot. She didn't sleep well last night, either. Then suddenly, Yellowfang's head perked up.
"The badger. They're gonna meet a badger!" she breathed anxiously.
"What? Yellowfang, are you okay?" I said with fright.
"Nothing." Yellowfang mewed through her fur as she put her paw on her nose, then napped.
***
Noon crept in and the word of the prophecy quickly spread like a wildfire throughout the whole of StarClan. Everyone was whispering nervously from time to time, looking over their kin worriedly, praying for them to be safe. I looked over my clan. Brambleclaw looked a little anxious, and RiverClan's Hawkfrost seemed to be filled with hatred as ever.
I wish I didn't hear about this prophecy.
I wish there wasn't a prophecy at all.
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Warriors: The Elder's Den
FantasyComposed of short stories and contest entries, this book is not part of the Path of Stars arc, like the New Sunrise. But it does have death scenes of characters in the New Sunrise, contest entries, and poems about my own characters. Dive deep into t...
