Vagrants--ON HOLD

Chapter 7- WishClan

There were five kits in all. What did it mean? That they were the five in the prophecy? And if so, now what?

The star cat who had stepped forward started to speak.

"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."

And Corekit knew. They were the five. And apparently they were supposed to 'save them all'. But who was 'them'? Corekit shook his head as the star cats started to dissapear.

Once the starry cats were all gone, one of the kits next to him called out to the trees. "Hey! Hello? Why are we still here?" She shouted. Corekit studied the cat. She was small, but she looked strong for a kit. Her black fur was ruffled, and her purple eyes curious.

Corekit frowned, thinking. "Maybe they left us here so we could get to know each other. I suppose we are the five now," he meowed. The other kits turned to look at him. A pale tom with gold eyes nodded. "I'm Lionkit," he mewed. Corekit nodded. "I'm Corekit."

"Ebonykit," meowed the black cat with purple eyes, studying her claws. A gray cat with deep green eyes lifted his head. "I'm Jaykit," he mewed. They all turned to the last cat, an orange she-kit with bright green eyes. "Um, uh, I'm Flarekit," She stuttered. Corekit nodded. At least this was a start.

Suddenly a star cat bounded up to them. "You must wake up now, young ones. You will see each other again tonight." The cat started to fade, and Corekit woke up.