Post by lastmoon14 on Nov 24, 2020 16:32:01 GMT
Snow, Muffled noice, Drakness… Not being able to breath. That’s what owlmask was dreaming. He tried to fight, to escape from the snow that covered him. But each time he was able to gasp more snow covered him. He tried to cough the snow he had swallowed but just more entered on his mouth. He closed his eyes, accepting his fate. He couldn’t get out, and he was alone there.
But suddenly a light opened in front of him as he heard someone digging. Had someone find him? A white paw stretched through the opened hole and he grabbed it without thinking. Pushing he was able to get out and started to cough all the snow, shivering. He opened his eyes again, raising his head to see his savior. But for his surprise, the cat in front of him wasn’t from peakclan. Neither from the other clans or loners. It was from a light color and… transparent? He blinked in surprise. Was it from starclan? He was about to ask when the cat turned and started walking away from him.
“Hey, wait! Tell me your name. Who you are?” The black tom shouted, running to follow the other cat. But even if he tried, he couldn’t cats him. He ran as fast as he could, stopping as the other cat did the same thing. They where on the entrance of a kind of cave, but it was bigger. The light cat entered slowly and owlmask did the same. The cave grew much bigger, getting lighted by the light tom. Owlmask took a step back as he noticed they weren’t alone anymore. A lot of other light cats as the one by his side looked at him, some scarred but most had their shiny pelts perfectly groomed. He turned when the first light cat he had met walked to the center of the group and sat down looking at him.
“Owlmask” The cat talked with a powerful voice, just like if all where talking at the same time. He lowered his ears slightly. “We have been waiting for you. But your believes where too strong for us to fight them” They said. My believes? The tom thought. Are they talking about Starclan? But if they aren’t Starclan cats…
“But we had to reach you this time. Your… clan is in a great danger” The light of the cave turned towards a reddish color and Owlmask turned around, scared.
“The white storm will destroy everything that touches, not showing sympathy for any life. You must come to us, to unite the stars once for all as it was always meant to be”
All the cats gathered spoke and the ground started to get destroyed under owlmask paws. He yowled, falling down to a black hole…
He woke up, gasping. He sniffed, smelling his den. He could catch the scent of the herbs around him, but he couldn’t see anything. He panicked, just seeing black for a second. But then a light appeared in front of him, and a grey and black cat appeared in front of him. “Moon... Moonwhish?” The tom whispered.
“My little boy” The she-cat whispered, touching his head with her muzzle. “The moon will guide you” She said and then started fading away. “No mom, wait” He said and raised his paw to touch her fur once more. But as he touched the light his sight came back, along with a brief headache. He blinked, a tear falling down his muzzle. Sniffing he padded out of his den. He had to speak to the clan about his prophecy.
But suddenly a light opened in front of him as he heard someone digging. Had someone find him? A white paw stretched through the opened hole and he grabbed it without thinking. Pushing he was able to get out and started to cough all the snow, shivering. He opened his eyes again, raising his head to see his savior. But for his surprise, the cat in front of him wasn’t from peakclan. Neither from the other clans or loners. It was from a light color and… transparent? He blinked in surprise. Was it from starclan? He was about to ask when the cat turned and started walking away from him.
“Hey, wait! Tell me your name. Who you are?” The black tom shouted, running to follow the other cat. But even if he tried, he couldn’t cats him. He ran as fast as he could, stopping as the other cat did the same thing. They where on the entrance of a kind of cave, but it was bigger. The light cat entered slowly and owlmask did the same. The cave grew much bigger, getting lighted by the light tom. Owlmask took a step back as he noticed they weren’t alone anymore. A lot of other light cats as the one by his side looked at him, some scarred but most had their shiny pelts perfectly groomed. He turned when the first light cat he had met walked to the center of the group and sat down looking at him.
“Owlmask” The cat talked with a powerful voice, just like if all where talking at the same time. He lowered his ears slightly. “We have been waiting for you. But your believes where too strong for us to fight them” They said. My believes? The tom thought. Are they talking about Starclan? But if they aren’t Starclan cats…
“But we had to reach you this time. Your… clan is in a great danger” The light of the cave turned towards a reddish color and Owlmask turned around, scared.
“The white storm will destroy everything that touches, not showing sympathy for any life. You must come to us, to unite the stars once for all as it was always meant to be”
All the cats gathered spoke and the ground started to get destroyed under owlmask paws. He yowled, falling down to a black hole…
He woke up, gasping. He sniffed, smelling his den. He could catch the scent of the herbs around him, but he couldn’t see anything. He panicked, just seeing black for a second. But then a light appeared in front of him, and a grey and black cat appeared in front of him. “Moon... Moonwhish?” The tom whispered.
“My little boy” The she-cat whispered, touching his head with her muzzle. “The moon will guide you” She said and then started fading away. “No mom, wait” He said and raised his paw to touch her fur once more. But as he touched the light his sight came back, along with a brief headache. He blinked, a tear falling down his muzzle. Sniffing he padded out of his den. He had to speak to the clan about his prophecy.
