Rainfrost's Destiny

Proliouge

'These four kits hold the future of the clans. ' The grey tom hissed.                                                                            'Their just kits how can you be so sure Mattedwhisker? ' Bigheart responded. 'Because I am! Don't you ever doubt me again, I was your mentor! ' He hissed. 'Don't forgot were in StarClan, I no longer follow your word. But if it's what you think I guess will follow it.. But their not Clan born. How could they be the future? ' Bigheart huffed. 'And what do you know, you weren't Clan born? ' the matted tom hissed. 'What?! ' Bigheart yelped. 'You were a loner kit, the clan took you in. ' He gasped. 'The rain will water down the hail as the fox pounces and the pigeon flies. ' He sighed padding over to the pond. 'I hate to put such destiny's on kits but their the only thing that can save the clans from the terrible danger that is coming to them, send a message to the medicine cats. What's happening affects all clans. The great shadow must be defeated if the clans want to be decide. The shadow is lurking. ' He coughed. His tail tread softly across the dusty trail.                                                                                                                                                                        Storm stared at her kits, her tail curling lightly over them. Such small bundles of fur.. But something hidden told her these kits were chosen for a destiny much bigger then them, she couldn't dare leave them though. She'll stick with them as long as she can. Their her kits after all if their father can't bother to care for them she will. She stared at them, watching as each of them slowly breathed. She let out a sign of soft relief and rested her head, the light shining from the moon soon fading into a shadow as she fell asleep. Dawn crept closer, she opened her eyes to notice her kits gone, blinking a few times the realization struck her.                                                                      'MY KITS! ' She yowled, standing up has fast as she could, dizziness erupted her as she ran out of the den, skewering around. The scent of fox.. Images of her kits shredded to pieces struck her mind. She was about to race off to find them before she felt massive paws knock her down. She turned her eyes, the blurry image fading Into a orange, as she realized what was about to happen.