- The Origins of Smolderspirit -

"The Clan Within The Stars, what should I do?" Smolderspirit spoke aloud to the silence of the forest. It was as if everything was sleeping. "I loved him so dearly, and now, I've lost him. Is Willowsong really his destiny?"

The night sky glittered, as if her ancestors themselves were wondering as well. Smolderspirit looked at the water running near. It glowed a beautiful blue, and Smolderspirit wanted nothing more than to touch it, but knew even walking near it, she could fall in. Then, she smelled a warm scent that she knew well. One that she hadn't in a while.

"Wait, Dad?!" Smolderspirit swiftly turned around, and there he stood, Harestrike. His eyes still had the calm grey she loved, and his pelt was glittery, like a pool of stars. He smiled, and mewed, "Hello, Smolderspirit. My strong she. Don't worry, for I have heard you. I have an important message for you." Smolderspirit nodded. "Go on," the young she-cat meowed.

The former lion of LionClan looked into Smolderspirit's eyes, and spoke, "A darkness inside the pride will awaken, and loyalties will shift. A triangle will break, and anger will lift. Beware the sound of the alluring song, for she was a traitor all along."

Smolderspirit looked at her former guardian with shock. "Smolderspirit, lives are on the line. You MUST follow your head, and listen to your heart," Harestrike told the stunned she-cat. Smolderspirit came back to her senses. Harestrike mewed a goodbye, and vanished into the night again. Smolderspirit looked at the water, no longer glowing.

"Wait! Don't leave me! I need you...please..." Smolderspirit cried out into the night. She could hear the lapping of the water. She walked up to the river, and drank. In it, she saw herself, a perfect reflection. Suddenly, it became so clear. This was a part of her destiny. And Willowsong wasn't Owlwhisker's...