Warriors: The Beginning

Epilogue

The stars glittered in the black night sky.

A sparkling cat padded to another, meowing, "I sense a cat is coming." The black cat nodded.

"Wreathface," a voice spoke out from behind the cats. Both of the cats turned, seeing a large, snow-white she-cat.

"Greetings, Swannight," the black she-cat said in greeting, and the white tom beside her followed suit.

"I have something to tell you," she said, her voice as smooth as a newborn kit's. "There is a prophecy-one that includes only two cats." The other cats pricked their ears to listen.

"Under the ice, lies a suffering, struggling twist. Only the silence of the night and the watcher of moons will put the Clan at peace." Her eyes were blank as she recited the prophecy.

"What? Silence of the night? Watcher of moons? What... What does that mean?" Wreathface looked bewildered.

Swannight bowed her head at the two cats. "I can say no more," she told them. "You will have to figure the rest out by yourself." In a heartbeat, her glittering figure disappeared into the air.

"Under the ice, lies a suffering, struggling twist. Only the silence of the night and the watcher of moons will put the Clan at peace," Blackstar repeated, her mind trying to work out the prophecy. Something clicked.

"Wreathface," she breathed, barely believing her thoughts. "Silence and moons will save SharpClan..."

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Author's Note: I want to thank all of you who have read this story and voted for it! Every vote means A LOT to me.

I probably won't continue this story by writing a sequel, and if I do, it'll probably not be too soon.

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