| rdfs:comment | - A ginger tom sat beside a moonlit pool with his mate, silence filling the air except for the faint whisper of the breeze and the chirp of crickets. The silence was broken by the she-cat, a sandy brown cat with sparkling green eyes, "Remember when you joined the Clan, Firestar?" The ginger tom, Firestar, smiled as the memory flooded over him, "Yes, I remember. Graypaw, Spottedleaf, Bluestar... you, Sandpaw." Firestar smiled, "My roots must have been calling some of my kin. Two of them went to be a loner moons ago. Tulip is expecting Flameface's kits now."
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| abstract | - A ginger tom sat beside a moonlit pool with his mate, silence filling the air except for the faint whisper of the breeze and the chirp of crickets. The silence was broken by the she-cat, a sandy brown cat with sparkling green eyes, "Remember when you joined the Clan, Firestar?" The ginger tom, Firestar, smiled as the memory flooded over him, "Yes, I remember. Graypaw, Spottedleaf, Bluestar... you, Sandpaw." "I was so mean!" Sandstorm laughed, "I could never imagined that someday we would be like this: two mates, lying beside a pool in StarClan, our hearts aglow with love and joy, forever watching out kin, whether dead or alive." Firestar smiled, "My roots must have been calling some of my kin. Two of them went to be a loner moons ago. Tulip is expecting Flameface's kits now." Sandstorm purred, "Cats outside the Clans can do big things. No matter what, Clan or outside of the Clans, they will always have Firestar's blood in them. Look how you turned out, Rusty." Firestar smiled at Sandstorm as he heard his kittypet name that had not been spoken since Bluestar gave him his apprentice name. "I wish that I could live it all again," Firestar meowed. Sandstorm's words echoed in his head, Cats outside the Clans can do big things. No sooner than it had echoed in his head a few times, in the pool, he saw the moon as a blazing sun, and his own reflection as a she-cat. She was small and pale brown and white tabby with blue-green eyes. As he reached out to touch the water, the she-cat reached out and held her paw over ThunderClan territory, slipping it in place with the other territories, that were also covered by paws. Firestar's breath stuck in his throat as the four paws held the Clan territories together and a murmur sounded in his ear, Storms are rising in the Clans, Firestar. Summer, Autumn, Winter, and Spring must become one to hold the four Clans in place. ________________________________________________________________________________________________ Firestar sat in the small clearing, letting sunlight set his fur ablaze. He looked around at the cats joining him: Mistystar, Blackstar, and now Onestar. "What have you called us here for, Firestar?" Blackstar growled, looking hostile, but nervous. Firestar suspected Blackstar had recieved the prophecy, along with Mistystar and Onestar. "I have come to share a prophecy I recieved last night," Firestar began, watching as Onestar's fur bristled anxiously, "I was laying beside a small pool with Sandstorm, talking about nothing in particular, when I saw the moon blaze as a sun. I was reflected as a she-cat who held ThunderClan territory to the other territories with three other paws. I was greeted by a prophecy: 'Storms are rising in the Clans, Firestar. Summer, Autumn, Winter, and Spring must become one to hold the four Clans in place'." Firestar let that sink in, seeing Blackstar look around nervously. Mistystar broke the silence, "I saw it and heard it, too! I was swimming in the stream when I saw myself trapped in ice, my reflection a silver tom." Onestar nodded, "Me, too. I was getting a drink when I saw myself as a gray she-cat lazing in the grass and flowers." Blackstar growled, "I saw this, too, but I was a dark ginger tom and my claws were clogged with fallen leaf-fall leaves." Firestar purred with satisfaction at being correct, then meowed, "This means something. The Clans will fight like never before soon. And those cats that we saw, apparently kin of our loner kin have to save the Clans." Onestar, Blackstar, and Mistystar looked at each other. "We need to help in any way we can," Onestar declared. "How should we do that and make sure that the Clans will be safe?" Mistystar asked. "What must we protect the Clans from. They have been fighting for uncountable moons now," Blackstar meowed, "What should a little fighting do to hurt them?" "I..." Firestar mumbled, "I don't know... But back in the Clans, something terrible will happen... and we just have to figure out how to help save the Clans we once knew."
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