Prologue

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Prologue:

Snow started to fall as a strange cat stepped quietly through the undergrowth. He stopped in front of a large cave and sat down, waiting.

There was a rustle in the bushes, and five cats padded out. They came forward, one by one. "I am Stormstar, founder of StormClan." The first cat nodded, wide eyed as he listened to the introductions.

"I am Wishstar, founder of WishClan."

"I am Cedarstar, the founder of CedarClan."

"I am Oceanstar, founder of OceanClan."

"And I am Sunstar, founder of SunClan. We have a message for you." The first cat's eyes got even wider. "Y-you mean, like a p-prophecy?", he stuttered. The leaders nodded. Then they spoke as one:

"When darkness has risen, five eyes will save us all and light the path to freedom. There will be five pairs of unusual colors, five pairs of paws that may walk the path of the dark or the light. There are no accidents on this journey."

The leaders then started to fade, one by one, leaving the cat alone in the darkness.

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