A small beam of moonlight fell into the ThunderClan Camp. The beam illuminated a patch of ground in front of the Highledge. A huge brown tabby and a grey tabby could be seen in the scant light.
"So, Jayfeather, you tell me that dark times come to the Clans, what do you mean by this?" The huge tabby mewed.
"Nothing more than what I have told you, Bramblestar. Dark times are coming, who knows what they are and who knows when we will see them, but they will cause destruction. I just hope StarClan shows me a sign." Jayfeather replied. Just then he collapsed onto the ground, he bit his tongue so hard blood began to trickle down his muzzle as he erupted into a seizure. Bramblestar just sat and stared, this was normal to happen when a medicine cat received a message from StarClan. The problem was usually they weren't as serious.
As quickly as he had fallen, Jayfeather rose.
"I take it you have received a prophecy." Bramblestar inquired.
"Yes, I have." Jayfeather meowed, licking the blood from his chin and muzzle. "Out from terror and shadow, six cats will emerge. They will be our saviors." Jayfeather meowed like he was in a trance.
"Well, if some terrifying cats are coming to save us, than I hope they will soon." Bramblestar meowed.
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SCP Warrior Cats
FanfictionIt was an average day at SCP Containment Facility, well if average can ever be considered a useable adjective to describe a day here. 106 had found a way to transport himself and the other SCPs into each other's containment vaults and decided to tak...
