Damaged

Prologue

The clans had changed. Significantly. It had been moons since Firestar had lived and since then.... Warrior code fell apart. StarClan was helpless to help the struggling clans.

They had created new laws and new customs. Leaders they chose the names of new kits and warriors and decided if a cat should be executed. If you had a permanent injury that the medicine cats couldn't fix... Then well you were executed.

Bluestar sighed. She was disappointed that all cats had lost faith in the Warrior code and in StarClan. Now only the worthy were allowed in.

"Bluestar, you're not still thinking about the downfall of the clans are you?" Yellowfang walked up to her.

"I am. I was just wondering how we could help them." Bluestar admitted.

"There is a prophecy..." Yellowfang mewed hesitantly.

Bluestar flicked her tail. "Tell."

Yellowfang sighed. "Very well: a wolf accompanied by a zephyr shall save the clan although a killer threatens them all."

Bluestar pondered this for a while.

"I'm gonna visit one of the apprentices and share my prophecy with them." Yellowfang decided. "Try not to think too hard, Bluestar." Yellowfang turned and disappeared into the stars.

"I wonder what she means..." Bluestar murmured.

a/n
So.... That was my first ever prophecy I've come up with so sorry not sorry if it is a bit obvious.