The Story of LightStar

Prologue

It was a nice starry night, the moon shone brightly lighting up the forest below. A grey cat with black stripes was sitting on a rock, he was staring at the stars with narrowed amber eyes. The bushes next to him rustled, and a snow white tom stepped out and padded up to sit next to the cat. Many moments passed before he asked "Has Starclan spoken MistWing?" The grey cat blinked slowly before replying "No FrostStar, Starclan still wishes to remain silent." FrostStar was silent for a few moments before letting out a defeated sigh. "Does that mean there is no hope for Lightkit?" MistWing turned to look at FrostStar to see his blue eyes dull with tiredness and hunger staring at the ground then turned back to gaze at the stars. "It has been a hard leafbare and I know you fear for him." He paused his mind flashing back to the sickly kit barely breathing and close to death. "But newleaf is almost here and the prey will start to run again. The clan will get their strength back all we have to do is-" MistWing suddenly stiffened his gaze locked on the stars, the gentle breeze stopped and the woods fell quiet. FrostStar watched with curiosity and a little fear as MistWing stared at the stars with wide unblinking eyes, fur bristling with his tail twitching back and forth. It lasted only a heartbeat as MistWing eyes started to come back to focus, MistWing turned to look at FrostStar his eyes worried. "StarClan has spoken!" he gasped. FrostStar was on his paws in an instant "What did they say?" he asked, MistWing looked into FrostStars eyes "Light will guide us in our time of need to lead us away from a darkness we cannot face."