Warriors: Black Dawn

Chapter 5

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Blackstreak's POV:

Blackstreak was mad! Midnightstar was his!

'How dare she flirt with that tom?' he thought to himself as he flexed his claws with rage. So what if they weren't mates? Blackstreak was planning on asking her in a couple moons! He was mostly mad at Frozenstorm, but he was also mad at Midnightstar!

'Whatever, it was awhile ago, and maybe it wasn't like that,' he thought to himself, 'Maybe she was being nice.' Midnightstar was one of the nicest, most beautiful she-cats in the clan, especially to Blackstreak.

'I should just go to sleep,' Blackstreak thought to himself before flopping down and falling asleep. In his dream, Blackstreak was sitting by the river, fishing for the fish. It was very fishy...too fishy. The white tom tried to speak, but no sound came out. The only thing he could move was his one paw which was in the water.

Suddenly, everything turned black! Blackstreak tried to say something, but no sound came out! He was frozen to the ground in the silent, dark world.

'What's going on?' Blackstreak thought to himself.

"Danger is coming. The black dawn must come and wash away the war of the night." The words suddenly were spoken in the dream. Blackstreak was confused, afraid, and curious: all at the same time!

Blackstreak's golden eyes flickered open in a low light den full of snoring cats. It was all part of the dream!

'Was that...a prophecy?' the tom thought to himself. 'Flamedrop might know something about it, I'll ask him!' The white tom got onto his black paws and padded out, not stepping on any of the cats around him. He then padded into the medicine cat den, which had an awake Flamedrop and a sleeping Softpaw.

"Hello, Blackstreak," Flamedrop greeted.

"Hi, Flamedrop," Blackstreak sighed, "There's been something on my mind, but I decided to ask you about it."

"What is it?" Flamedrop asked.

"Well, I had this prophecy...about some sort of black dawn...and I thought you could help me figure it out," Blackstreak said. Flamedrop's face filled with shock.

"I know that prophecy! I got it the day you were born!" Flamedrop exclaimed.

"Really?!" Blackstreak asked, "So you know what it means?"

"Well," Flamedrop started, "Not really, it makes no sense! Dawns can't be black, it's a known fact!"

"Hey, don't be racist about dawns," Blackstreak hissed.

"Sorry," said Flamedrop, "I didn't mean to offend you. However, I think the prophecy is about you and Dawnpaw."

"That makes sense!" Blackstreak exclaimed, "Black and Dawn are parts of our names! But, what are we supposed to do?"

"That is for StarClan to decide..." Flamedrop meowed. "That is for StarClan to decide..."

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"Dawnpaw, I want to teach you about sneaking up on an enemy," Blackstreak instructed as he stood in the clearing with his apprentice. He had taken her out training and was trying to get the prophecy off his mind. It felt great that he and Dawnpaw may be the ones in the prophecy, but it was also scary!

"You usually crouch and stalk them, then pounce like fresh-kill, but you have to be more careful," Blackstreak just kept talking while Dawnpaw listened. "Cats can spot you quicker than fresh-kill can."