ShadowStreaker's Prophecy I

ALLEGIANCES
Leader: DustStar (Cream tabby tom)

Deputy: ShadowStreaker (light gray tom +newly appointed+

Medicine cat: Sandfur

Warriors:

Volewhisker: Brown tom with black whiskers

Applefur: Fiery orange she cat

Flametail: creamy tom with a fiery tail tip.

Lionfang: Light orange and yellow tom

Breezefeather: Black and grey tom

Squirreltail: Orange and cream she cat with a bushy, squirrel-like tail

Greywing: Grey tabby she cat

Firestripe: White tom with a stripe of firey fur on his back to his tail-tip

Apprentices:

Mosspaw, Molepaw, Cinderpaw

Queens:

Snowfur: all white she cat, mother of Thrushkit, Berrykit and Mousekit

Leafdapple: expecting kits. ShadowStreakers mate.

Elders:

Dovewhisker: Grey and black old she cat

Rock: Black and white tom, former loner.

PROLOUGE
The starry tortoiseshell she-cat stopped at the paws of the grey warrior. She stared into his green eyes. The warrior adjusted his paws. "Sorrelpelt, greetings."

The young starry warrior dipped her head. "ShadowStreaker, I come to bear you a propechy." she whispered.

Shadowstreaker paused, flicking his ear.

"Acorn with be guided by the Stars, and he will see what you cannot. And Feather with be undefeated, rising like the sun to defeat her enemies. Ice will hear all that you cannot."

"What does that mean?" ShadowStreaker pleaded.

"The stars with guide you. Soon enough you will know what this means."

"Couldn't you tell me now?" By each second, the warrior was growing annoyed.

"Of course not. Think about what I have said."

"Wait!" he pleaded, but Sorrelpelt had already faded away, and Shadowstreaker jerked awake.

Chapter One
ShadowStreaker gazed down, looking over the clan. ''Suddenly, all is calm. Its as if no battle happened at all!''

Just sunrises before, TreeClan turned their backs on PebbleClan, invading their camp and almost killing many of the PebbleClan cats.

ShadowStreaker shuddered, remembering the feel of TreeClan cats leaping onto his backs from PebbleClan trees.

"ShadowStreaker!" came a quick, angry meow.

ShadowStreaker jerked his head to see DustStar, ushering him off the top of the warriors den.

"You you want your clanmates to die? I thought I asked you to set a hunting party!" DustStar looked impatient, angry, and annoyed.

"Oh. S-Sorry!" ShadowStreaker quickly leaped off the warriors den and jumped to the center of the camp.

"Volewhisker, Applefur, Flametail, come with me!" he called to the three warriors who were sunning on a large, flat rock.

"Oh come on!" Applefur cried, "Can't a she-cat get some relaxation around here?"

She, Volewhisker and Flametail reluctantly rose from the rock, bounding over to ShadowStreaker.

"Sorry, no." ShadowStreaker teased. "You'll rest when we get back." he reassured her.

His reply was a slap from her tail. He sighed and raced off, through the small gap between the two fallen trees that guarded the camp.

Now everything is normal, he thought. As if nothing happened.