The Rise of Stormclan

The dappled she cat prowled to the edge of the starlit pool, her long fur bristled, teeth bared and amber eyes burning as she called out to the crowd around her, silencing the angry whispers and quiet hisses.

"You wish for me to tell you the future of your precious clans? Then i shall!" She snarled, challenging the ranks of starlit warriors around her with her harsh amber gaze. Her eyes rested on the past leaders that sat on the boulders behind the pool, looking oh so dignified as if they could control the paths of fate like the cat that stood before them.
And to those leaders, she spat the rest of her words.

"Riverclan will be lost, lost and left to die, but-"

The cats around her erupted with fury but her harsh yowl silenced them.

"Stormclan will hold the key to saving them, and to Stormclan, here is MY prophecy"

"One against two, the battle of kin, fire and ice, let the storm begin"

And with that, she left a very confused and angry Starclan behind as she faded into darkness.