Warriors: The Light of Moonclan, Prophecy of Steelstar

----{ Leafpelt }----

Among the snowfall of Leaf-Bare, the cats of LightClan slept peacefully, the Queens and Kits slept soundly in the Nursery. The Apprentices dreamed of greater glory in their den and the Warriors on night patrol stood vigilantly for their families and friends.

The stream near the camp was frozen over, and the forest became a maze of bare trees, snow piled around the trunks and icicles hung from the branches. The clans were at a time of peace, and the aggression between them near extinguished, the three groups of Light, Dark, and Sun flourished under the guidance of MoonClan. The Medicine Cat, Leafpelt of LightClan, wandered the forest trying the ease the uneasy feeling in his stomach. The brown tom padded into a clearing near the heart of the woods and looked up toward the Silverpelt, the spirits of the MoonClan cats shone brightly against the dark backdrop of the sky. He looked to his left with his emerald eyes, to see a black she-cat rush out of the bushes.

"Quick! I need to see Steelstar!" she panted.

"Ivytail? What's going on? I thought you were with the Oracle..." he replied, his confusion evident in his eyes.

"I was, but she told me to get Steelstar! Now come on!" she said, becoming frantic.

"What?!" he exclaimed as he started running beside her. "I know she's from our Clan, but this hasn't happened for generations!"

"I know! Most of the time she's fun to be around, but I've never seen her give me such a... absolute order. And she keeps 'spacing out' I guess."

"'spacing out'?" Leafpelt asked, slightly confused on what his friend meant.

"She just becomes... distant, always having those thousand-mile stares. It seems whatever's going on has got MoonClan worried."

"Alright, let's get Steelstar. He'll know what to do."

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---{ Nightstorm }---

"Drawn the short straw, huh?" A husky voice asked from behind the Deputy. Looking over his shoulder Nightstorm could identify the voice as Bramblescar, the grayed Tom was looking out into the forest next to him.

"Seems so," Nightstorm said, his ice blue eyes displaying a flicker of surprise. "Why are you up here? I thought you were complaining about being tired." The aged elder chuckled at his dark-furred friend's expense,

"It doesn't take a genius to know you miss her," Bramblescar said, a solemn look in his teal eyes. "What keeps you here? What stops you from following her?"

"I'm the deputy; I can't just drop everything and-" He was interrupted by two cats, one black, one brown, rushing out of the forest and towards the camp. He identified them as the she-cat Ivytail and the medicine cat, Leafpelt. He jumped down from his perch and intercepted them, "What's going on?" He turned to Ivytail. "Is there a message from Farsight?" he said with a hint of sarcasm. But to his surprise, Ivytail replied with:

"Yes! We need to see Steelstar!" After stumbling a bit at the news, Nightstorm returned to his stoic diameter,

"Alright, Wolflegs! Prepare the camp! We've got a code 16!" He motioned Ivytail to follow him and turned to Leafpelt. "Head back to your den, I'll handle it from here." With a nod of confirmation, Leafpelt headed off, and the two cats sprinted over to a large wall of rock at one other end of the camp.



Once they made their way to the wall, they found a sizable cavern that was sectioned off by a certain of moss and vines; Nightstorm turned to the she-cat. "Alright, I'll stay here and keep watch. You need to tell Steelstar whatever Farsight said. Alright?" Ivytail nodded her head and entered the den.



Entering the sanctum Ivytail takes note of the large moss bed taking up one of the corners of the cavern, and the pool of water, fed by a small trickle from higher up. Lying near the basin, a large grey Tom was eyeing the intruder of his private sanctuary; scars from conflicts long gone married his fur, one cut across the bridge of his nose, and another across his side. Ivytail hesitated for a moment, even with his benevolent reign, Steelstar was intimidating, to say the least. "Ivytail; I assume something happened?" he asked, his steel-like eyes displaying next to no emotion.

"Y-yes Steelstar, t-the Oracle wishes to speak with you," she stammered. Surprise flashed across Steelstar's eyes as he processed the new information.

"Alright, I'll see to it immediately. Tell Nightstorm to take care of the camp while I'm away." The leader rose and started walking towards the exit. He stopped just three feet short of the entry "Also, send word to the other clans, we can't be accused of keeping secrets now, can we?"

"Of course not Steelstar." And with that, he slipped out of the opening and into the camp.

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Time skip....

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---{ Steelstar }---

Steelstar was walking across a vast barren plain; bare trees littered the edge. Near the middle was a cave entrance with an eerie blue glow emanating from further inside. The grey Tom walked this path alone, only the biting wind was his companion for this journey. Too soon was he, at the entrance to the hollow, taking a deep breath to calm his frayed nerves the entered the cave.



The walls of the cave held moss and vines, showing off its age, stalagmites hanged from the ceiling. Further in Steelstar found himself at a large pool that gave off the eerie glow he saw, the water was surprisingly clear, and he could see spots of the silver pelt seemingly reflected through the roof. Turning to his right, he saw a small she-cat hunched over the pool, her pelt in disarray, matted in places and missing in others. Her sightless eyes beholding more than one could imagine. This husk of a cat was what Farsight had been reduced to. Or what he had known her as before she became the Oracle, Summerbreeze. He doubted there was anything left of his old friend. "Ah, my friend, I thought I told you to stop thinking about me in that way," she said, smiling slightly.

"I heard you needed to see me?" Steelstar told her, ignoring her comment.

"Killjoy. Alright, we can get to business," she said with a pout. "I have received a prophecy from MoonClan." Her previous teasing all but erased. "A shadow spreading through the clans, with blood red eyes in the mist. And the water polluted with dark blood."

"Is that all?" Steelstar replied unsteadily.

"Yes, I'm not sure what it means, but that is all I saw. I hope it helps."

"Alright... I'll figure it out, I always have."

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