lights beginning

prolouge

A dark brown tom paced in front of the entrance to the shadowed nursery, only the silent words of reassurance echoed from the medicine cats from inside.

It has been 2 moons since the news of his mates pregnancy, and he had been thrilled as much as he had been scared.

Being a mother had its risks and rewards, first of them being that the mother could have complications and the kits would come out dead, or worse the love of his life could not make it through it.

He wondered how she was doing now. They wouldn't let him in the nursery, which is absolutely mouse dung. He was their father after all.

His tail swished from side to si, e knocking the low hanging branches above him and making the already brittle leaves flutter down. Before he could crush th, m he heard a familiar voi. "Youou can come in n.w HawkStar" purred the medicine cat.

He silently pushed his way through the opening to see the cat he lived most curled around kitsts, a white one, and one that looked similar to him.

Pride swelled in him as he looked down at th. Hehe quickly curled around his Mate, who was clearly exhausted from these Kits.

"Have you chosen names for them?" He breathed.

SoftPelt nodded"I've named the white one, Whitekit she's a girl and she looks exactly like my mother"

He looked down at the small shape
"She's beautiful, just like her mother" he paused."What about the tom?"

SoftPelt looked at the tom curiously and finally looked to him with extreme love in her eyes. "HawkKit will be his name, my love. In honor of his brave father."

HawkStar stared at her with surprise, looking down at his Don once more he had a strange feeling of this kit, though he couldn't quite name it, and it felt like power.

The sense of power from this kit was overwhelming, maybe his son would be leader just like him.

He looked at Lightkit she wasn't as interesting maybe she would be a warrior but nothing more.

Soon enough he drifted off to sleep, the familiar scent of his Mate soothing him.

He woke in a misty terrain trees dotted the edges of the clearing. It was awfully cold and he puffed our his fur against the chilly breeze. Suddenly from the mist a cat emerged, stars dotting their pelt.

His realizedit was the familiar form of his father.
"Breezeclaw?" He mewed.

Breezeclaw sat down, wrapping his tail over his paws.

"I've missed you son, but I haven't come here to reunite. The future of Thunderclan is in danger."

Hawkstar snorted "from what? We can handle it." in response Breezeclaw shook his head and got up close to hawkstar, his eyes blazing.

"Claws of light will brighten the path, hawks talons will tear a shadowed fate"

He blinked himself awake, the prophecy echoing in his mind. What was his father on about?