Thanks, Jazzy-kun, for the good review! And stop flaming the story! I bet you can't write such a good story!
Starpaw walked over to the apprentices' den. Inside, she saw her sisters, Flamepaw and Lakepaw, along with her friend Jazzpaw (A/N: Jazzy-kun you're my best friend!). They were sleeping on piles of moss.
"Jazzpaw, get up!" She cried. Jazzpaw opened her brilliant blue eyes and looked at her.
"Do you want to go on a patrol with me?" She asked.
"Sure!" Said Jazzpaw, getting up from her nest. They left the den and headed for the entrance.
Suddenly, a cat came through the entrance. It was Blackstar!
"ShadowClan are attacking!" She yelled. All the cats came out from their dens. She jumped on a cat and clawed him, scaring him off.
"Good job, Starpaw!" Firestar called. "The last cat I knew who could fight like that was Sandstorm. You're a good fighter!"
Starpaw was happy. She was a good fighter! Maybe this was what the prophecy meant.
Thanks, and please no more flames.
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Starkit's Prophecy: Translated!
FanfictionWelcome to Starkit's Prophecy, where Mary Sues are abundant and logic, spelling and grammar don't even matter. Luckily for you, we're working on fixing all the spelling and grammar errors, so you still have the same fabulous story, but in a more rea...
