Prologue

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A ginger she-cat sat ontop of highrock, her green orbs gleaming in the moonlight. "Wildstar" A familiar voice broke into her thoughts, and she turned her head to meet, honey-brown eyes. "Pigeonfeather" she greeted, as she turned around, fully. "Are you thinking about him?" Pigeonfeather questioned.

"I am deeply troubled, by his final words, before he fled" Wildstar admitted. Pigeonfeather nodded in understanding. "What do you think he meant? Only medicine cats get prophecies, not regular warriors" Pigeonfeather asked curiously. "I do not know" Wildstar sighed. "But I do know, that power went to his head".

Pigeonfeather nodded thoughtfully. "Do you think, he'll be back?" Pigeonfeather asked. "He will be back, for his son" Wildstar confirmed. "Then we should-" Pigeonfeather began but was cut of by a flick of Wildstar's tail. "We should train his kit to be loyal" Wildstar finished his sentence.

Pigeonfeather nodded in understanding. "Then who will-" Pigeonfeather was cut of again. "Cloudfoot will mentor him" Wildstar mewed firmly. "Wise choice, Cloudfoot is loyal" Pigeonfeather nods approvingly.

Wildstar nods. "And do you think, he meant what he said?" Pigeonfeather mewed softly. "It doesn't matter what I think, Pigeonfeather" Wildstar mewed. Pigeonfeather nods, as Wildstar looked up towards Starclan. "A Storm will rage through the forest" Wildstar murmured.

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