Boulderclaw dreamed. StarClan warriors were hunting and resting all around him.
"StarClan?" he murmured.
"Hello, youngster. I'm Seastar." A faint gray tabby she-cat dove out of a rock den. "Today, you will need to know something."
What is it? Boulderclaw thought. Don't give me some prophecy, please!
"Two cats with power of the ocean you see everyday will save the Clans, but only together."
Before Boulderclaw could ask, Seastar turned around and seemingly faded as she ran through the mystical StarClan grounds, as silently as a mouse and as swiftly as a hare.
sorry, its a short prologue, but i dont know what else to add.
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Warriors Fanfiction: The Southern Clans: Book 1
أدب الهواةThree Clans live in a warm climate by the sea--what could possibly go wrong? Well, a lot of things.
