Warriors: Crushed *Watty Awards!*

Prologue

Prologue By: MoonCrystal    

  Four cats were gathered in the center of a clearing. They were the four latest dead leaders of the four clans; RiverClan, ThunderClan, WindClan, and ShadowClan.

A smoky gray tom with a ginger chest spoke up. "This should have never happened!" He said.

"I agree with Robinstar..." Froststar, the former leader of ThunderClan said, licking his icy white paw and drawing it over his ear.

"We must do something..." a golden tabby she cat said.

"We shouldn't mess with his fate." a lithe silver tom said. 

"Rainstar, I know Shadowstripe is in a different clan, but this is more important than favorites. We have to warn him..." the tabby said.

Rainstar rolled his eyes and mumbled something under his breath.

"Sunstar is right. We must warn Shadowstripe of his destiny. His fate cannot be avoided but at least he can save RiverClan." Robinstar said. 

"Yes, he must save his clan from this threat," Froststar agreed. "Or else it might consume all the clan in darkness."

"Then it is decided. We all know Shadowstripe deserves to be deputy," Froststar mewed. "But power is a dangerous thing."

The other three leaders nodded agreement. 

"Moonhigh then?" Sunstar asked.

"Moonhigh." Rainstar said, finally agreeing with the other leaders.

"Succeed Featherstar..." Robinstar prayed. "Lead you Clan for generations to come."

All the leaders left the clearing, satisfied with their decision.

Only Robinstar looked concerned for the safety of Shadowstripe.