The Clans - especially CloudClan - are going through hard times. After a hard leaf-bare, battles, and a startling change in leadership, it seems like the end of the world.
Sunpool's world is changing in ways she never expected. Thrown choice after choice, she has to make a decision to save the Clans from the dark leadership of Applestar. But what happens when the best choice means she looses all the cats she cares about?
Not to mention the prophecy that says she'll die, which, according to StarClan, is subject to change by she, Sunpool. Sunpool doesn't want to die, but she's got more on her plate than trying to figure out how to change a prophecy, which shouldn't even be possible. Between new discoveries of powers in her friends to coping with Goldleaf's death, with the added challenge of trying to defeat Applestar, coupled with trying to keep up a normal life for the sake of her Clanmates, she can hardly handle one more thing.
Then there's the mysterious omen from StarClan that says that maybe - just maybe - there's a way to bring back Goldleaf. But all magic - especially powerful magic like this - comes with a price. Sunpool will do anything to get Goldleaf back, especially now, that she thinks they might have a future, but can she pay this price?
Then there's Lightningfeather changing sides every other day. No cat knows who he's truly working with: his sister, or the cat he loves.
Applestar's kits are growing fast, and Sunpool fears that they may have an added twist in the prophecy. Moreover, she fears that one of them might have to die so she can get what she wants. Can she be this selfish?
Tangled in webs of lies, missing cats, death, love, and sacrifice, it all comes down to one question: How far will one cat go to get what they want?
A battle is approaching... and the prophecy is coming to completion.
Who will pay the price for another cat's happiness? Will the dead stay dead? Or will a cat whose heart has stopped walk the earth once again?
Every disaster that threatens a Clan means StarClan will come and save you. You'll receive a prophecy that will save everything you love. The peril is vanquished in a battle, and there is no need for sleeping with one eye open anymore. StarClan will forever watch over you from your nest and keep you safe. That is what has been passed down from generations.
Not every tale has to end like that: StarClan saving everyone with the chosen cat, everyone loving the hero or heroine - but it always does. So facing a challenge such as missing cats shouldn't be a challenging task. Moons pass on, cats keep disappearing faster and faster; nobody is doing anything to prevent the case. Everyone is relying on StarClan to send the prophecy to their medicine cat, just hoping that one day, the fiasco will end. Yet that's not the way fear works its way into hearts. Warriors, once brave and strong, now cowering behind one another. Apprentices with their eagerness to learn, now afraid of the outside world and going missing. Queens, always caring for their kits, now fearful of losing them to the mystery. Elders, who are as wise as the deepest river, now unable to provide an answers.
With leaf-bare creeping up, the Clans are preparing for the harsh weather. Preparing for another season should be like gathering moss for the elders, but not this time. This time, the Clans are struggling just to assemble a hunting patrol and maintain borders. Forcing time out of daily tasks is asking the impossible. Leaf-bare is going to take the remaining lives of the cats that are lucky enough to even make it through leaf-fall. A silent storm will sweep across them and leave no traces; they might as well prepare to die in the white flakes of leaf-bare, covered up by mounds of snow, lost and forgotten.
{This is a rewrite of my story and just like before, copying isn't allowed}
{This is also a work of fanfiction! I do not own Warrior Cats!}