3/28/2024 0 Comments Warriors 3 vision of shadowsShivering, she closed her eyes and tried to remember every detail of the vision. Cold water dripped through the leaves and soaked into her pelt. She was back in her makeshift nest, rain beating the juniper branches above her. She blinked into darkness, disappointment swamping her. Tell me more! Her own panicked mew woke her, and she lifted her head sharply. What did the leaves mean? Why were they maple and not oak? As she gazed at them, trying desperately to understand their meaning, she saw them fade. Look.Įchosong leaned forward, excitement tingling through her pelt. Deftly he reached up and hooked it from the air. Another five-pointed leaf was falling, larger than the rest. He reached out a paw and swept the fallen leaves, piling a small heap in front of him. Now you’re scattered like leaves, blown by the wind. Each of them had five points, more like maple than oak. They were bigger and didn’t have softly curved edges. Dancing, the leaves twirled between them for a moment before drifting onto the forest floor.Įchosong blinked at the leaves. He was watching a flurry of leaves as they fluttered toward the ground. As he did, a sharp wind whisked through the branches. The gray tom lifted his gaze and stared into the oak canopy. She didn’t even know if any of them were still alive. Was he trying to give her a clue about what had happened to her Clan? The cats she’d known her whole life had scattered when the rogues had driven them from the gorge. Why couldn’t he ever say what he meant? Just tell me. This cat had brought her a prophecy before: What remains when the fire has burned out? It had baffled her. "And what does clear the sky mean?" Frustration tightened her chest. She’d seen him before in a vision!Įmbrace what you find in the shadows, for only they can clear the sky, the tom murmured. His thick gray pelt was familiar, and he blinked at her softly, as though they were old friends. Who are you? Recognition itched in Echosong’s paws. Stars sparkled in his pelt, and his blue eyes shone like the sky. Instead she waited, her paws pricking with expectation.Ī broad-shouldered tom slid from between the ferns and stopped a few tail-lengths ahead. Danger? Echosong froze, fear clutching her belly. She was beginning to think that StarClan had forgotten Sk圜lan, just like the other Clans had forgotten them countless moons ago.Īhead she heard fur brush the undergrowth. It had been so long since she’d had a vision. Yes! She’d fallen asleep to its thrumming, wondering where her scattered Clanmates were sheltering as the storm swept the forest. Hadn’t it set already today? And hadn’t rain been lashing the juniper bush where she’d made her solitary nest? Overhead, birds chattered, and she licked her lips hungrily. She swished her tail happily as a soft, warm wind rustled the leaves. Echosong relished the rays as they warmed her back. Sun split the branches above Echosong’s head and sliced through the shadows dappling the forest floor.
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