The First Prophecy (book 1)

Introduction
Seven cats stood around a pool, gazing down at fields and forest. A russet tom looked up from the pool, “it’s time” his voice echoed among the empty stars. A brown she-cat looked up at the tom and nodded her head. She flicked her tail as a silver she-cat, a sandy colored tom, and a golden tom stepped towards her. They leapt gracefully down to the earth below and with cautious glances, left each other.

The brown she-cat followed trails of scents into a wide field, and eventually into a small dip in the fields with bushes and burrows. Invisible to the inhabitants of the camp she sniffed around, looking for the nursery, where she would find a kit to fulfill the prophecy. She quickly found it and stepped in; there she found a few kits. Her instincts told her to pick a very tiny orange tabby she-kit. Glancing around she attempted to make out the destinies of each kit. “This one will be a medicine cat, this one a young queen.” Feeling rushed to figure out which one would complete the prophecy, she quickly chose the little orange tabby she-kit.

The brown she-cat stepped outside and glanced upwards, “I’m late!” Worry flooded the she-cat as she rushed to get back to the meeting place. The other three were just arriving, “So, how did it go?” she asked cautiously.

“Very well, I found a kit named Snowkit in SnowClan” the silver she-cat mewed delightfully.

“I couldn’t find any kit particularly young, but I did find one named Wavekit from WaveClan” the sandy tom announced as if he had just caught a deer.

The golden tom let out a sigh, “I found a kit named Dustkit.”

“We should get back, we need to send the next group down here,” the brown she-cat announced, feeling more confident than before. The four cats leapt up into the stars and called the next group down to take their pick of cats.