Prologue

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              The dark night sky casted across the grassy moors, only the bright stars that speckled the sky provided light. Dark figures sat around a small pool, eyes gazing into the water. Their pelts were covered in stardust, shining brightly. A dark gray she-cat twitch her ear, her eyes narrowing as she looked at the pool.

"Him." She croaked, pointing her paw at the vision in the water. A black she cat shifted next to her, her green eyes sharpening.

"Who is that? He looks like a mangled ball of-"

"Hollyleaf." A stiff tone warned from the other side of the pool. A flaming ginger tom lifted himself up looking at the two.

"If Yellowfang says he's the one then he shall receive the vision." He mewed, his eyes softening as he looked at the old she-cat.

"You're judgment is always right." He said, Yellowfang rolling her eyes before looking back at the pond, Hollyleaf next to her looked away, her tail twitching in irritation. A dark gray/blue she-cat next to the ginger tom stayed silent, her deep blue eyes thoughtful. Yellowfang turned her amber eyes to the she-cat.

"Bluestar?" She asked, her voice scratchy. Bluestars tail swayed before she sat up, looking at the dark brown kit in the vision. Her eyes narrowed before she closed her eyes, everyone around her watching for her answer. She opened her eyes, their blue depths wise as she looked up at the stars.

"He is the only one who can save the clans, I trust that you will guide him Yellowfang." She mewed, her voice calm. Yellowfang nodded her head, looking around.

"It has been decided." She mewed looking at the stars as well.

"He shall receive the forgotten vision."

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