𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘳𝘴: 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘉𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘛𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 (BOOK 1) (ROS)

𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 17

BeachClan.

What is considered to be the most forgotten, but the most peaceful. The fishy smell didn't please the newcomers, though.

The waves soothed the ears of others. The wind blew through Red'fang's face when he and his brother reached camp, only to wait for a few. Shingle'star was in the middle of meeting with the medicine cat, Conch'song, who had shared suspicions, and that he believed he had found an answer to the prophecy.

Red'fang sat on the sand with his brother. They relieved looks from others who were curious and some that were unwelcoming. The camp had rocks that bordered the outside and built bushes that were structured as dens to prevent the water from splashing. The camp was silent, to the minimum of cats speaking. All the two brothers could hear are the ripples below them.

Jade had come back, and she gave a look at Red'fang. There was an unease that the two may not take on the truth. So, she made her way into the warrior's den, lowering her head to avoid staring at them.

Red'fang felt impatient that the short meeting was taking too long. He begged for an answer, a good one, too. Blaze'light wasn't different from his brother. He wanted to know.

He does hear something, a wind that sounded like a whisper.

"𝗢𝗻𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘆, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗦𝘂𝗻 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗮𝗶𝗹𝘀."

That voice went through his mind. It sounded like the voice of Ethel. Did she have control of that?

Shingle'star finally called their names.

"Red'fang and Blaze'light! In my den!" Her commanding voice is heard through the quiet camp.

The two brothers stood, but Blaze'light couldn't help but wanted to say something before they entered the den. He looked to be more terrified than ever. He never admits it, though. "If we don't end up living in the future, I like to say that I accidentally gave you hemlock instead of parsely moons ago." He spoke with unease. He hid his face, expecting his brother to explode for almost killing him if this could've gone to the other way.

Red'fang was more puzzled than angry. Though, this was possibly why his breathing problems were all over the place a while back. "That's is.." He shared a neutral expression. "Interesting, Blaze'light. Very considerate of you." He replied with sarcasm but nothing to being angry at him.

The two entered the cave den, and the dangling vines slid through their fur. This clan was quite interesting with their own technology and preservation of ancient times. There were hints of the lake territory's existence followed by cave drawings in the rocky walls.

They were greeted by the leader sitting, Conch'song sat right beside her. Dune'gale, the deputy, sat in the highrocks examining the small meeting closely.

"You may be concerned as to why I have brought you here." The leader said. "And to be frank, you are part of a prophecy."

The brother's eyes grew astonished.

"What!?" Blaze'light exclaimed. He felt a burn on his shoulder where his sun mark lies.

Red'fang shook his head. "I've figured something like this could happen. The shrine... this mark..." He gestured towards his arm. Shingle'star had to take a brief look before explaining. "We may have a solution to your answers. I assume the shrine had been destroyed from the battle earlier. So, we may help you with your answers."

Shingle'star moved out of the way. There was a tunnel hidden by rocks that was dispersed all over the sand. Conch'song led the way by entering the tunnel. Red'fang and Blaze'light looked at each other. There was something to the shrine more than anything. The two entered the tunnel as Shingle'star followed behind.