Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

The fairly young she-cat trotted across the tree covered clearing, her pelt shimmering in the weak sunlight. As she wandered around, her eyes caught the movemnent of a small bird way up in a evergreen. As she watched, the bird began to sing, it's throat bobbing up and down. She felt instantly entranced and as it flew off, she grinned. Lyricalsteps turned and went towards the fresh-kill pile, her eyes searching for some tasty morsal. When Lyricalsteps reached the fresh-kill pile, she grabbed a small squirrel and moved across the area to sit with Kresteleye and Greywing, "May I sit with you, gentleman?"

Raising an eyebrow at Greywing, Kestreleye snorted half-heartedly. He was used to Greywing's attitude, even if it did set him off. Turning towards Lyricalsteps, Kestreleye gave a slight nod and hummed, "Aah," his version of, 'It is up to you.' Turning away, Kestreleye was quiet and thoughtful as the other two cats spoke. He was never one for words, even as a kit. Many thought him rude and disrespectful when truly, he just didn't want to say much. His voice was low - almost a rumble - so whenever he spoke, other cats listened, fascinated with the fact that a cat of so little words would have a voice like his. Licking his paw, he swiped his muzzle once before staring at the sky, then back at the others.

OOC: I found a computer to use during the Thanksgiving break, so here I am. I feel we should time skip to early evening.

IC:

The noble warrioress; she had been up at the crack of dawn, on her paws, accompanying patrols and hunting fresh-kill for the elders and queens, even if it meant losing sleep was becoming a bit fatigued. Tired but perfectly content with the process she had made during the course of the day. As the sun began it's lone descent behind the evergreen forest, it's rays tickled the trees, casting a golden aura around them; Lyricalsteps then decided to retire to the ThunderClan camp. As the soft pads of her feet treaded against the forest floor, her gentle lopping had become, during the duration of weeks, a bit heavier, due to a fact unoticed by herself. But as she walked, the she-cats body began to sag in exhaustion and at that moment decide to find a place to spend the warm greenleaf night. Her eyes caught sight of a hidden mulberry bush, with plenty of cover in which a small she-cat could sleep. Quickly escaping to said place, the cat fell into a deep, almost comatose, sleep. A euphoric comfort spread through Lyricalsteps body as she entered the beautiful land of dreams. A field of brightly colored buttercups and daffodils covered the land and butterflies drifted to and fro from each flower, their irredescent wings beating. A slight lur of color began to grow as it crossed the horizon of Lyricalsteps dream euphoria. The she-cats eyes became to small moons as the cat came closer.... and closer, then suddenly stopping in front of her paws. Starlight sparkled in the unknown cat's pelt, and her eyes were moons. The young cat's bewinderment increased as she asked, "Who are you?" The blue-furred she-cat crept across the flower strewned ground to touch noses with Lyricalsteps and then turned to sit across from her.

The StarClan warrior then repiled, simply, "I am Bluestar." The younger she-cat felt a sudden humbling emotion as she relized who the cat before her was. With a trembling voice, Lyricalsteps murmered, "I see... but what are you doing here?" Bluestar meowed slightly, "Come here, young warrior. I have a message for you." The she-cat cautiously padded towards her and looked up as Bluestar meowed, "The time has come for the younger generation of warriors to become hero's. A time of trouble is coming to the forest and a new prophecy must be fullifiled. You, and a few others have been chosen to create a new clan, far away from the non-belivers." She paused and looked at the she-cat, "You must look to the stars. Follow them, they know the way. Remember, nothing is as it seems..." Were the last words that Lyricalsteps heard as the meadow began to fade. "Wait! Don't go, I have no idea what this means." She yowled as the darkness ingulfed her body, leading her to her perpetual doom. The sudden harsh sunlight blinded Lyricalsteps as she awoke to a new day, harsh breaths escaping the she-cat.