~Tribal Clan~ Powered Warriors-Accepting!

[Birdstar]

"Soulstar!" Snowshade yelled, as Mothkits eyes widended as her mother pushed forward through a group of cats and crouched next to Soulstar. "somebody! Help! Please!"

[Kornelia]

Soul star lifted his head shakily. "I'm...fine...just...tired." His head fell back down and he called to his kit. "Luckykit." He murmured.

[Birdstar]

Snowshade nodded, and relieved. "Glad my clan leader didnt die" she mewed.

[Kornelia]

"Nine lives." Soulstar grumbled.

[Birdstar]

"but not all of them left" she snapped. She looked at Soulstar. "What did Nightsoar say to you?" she whispered for only him to hear.

[Kornelia]

"I have them all." He grumbled, then said, "a prophecy."

[Birdstar]

"You proably wont tell me, thats fine. Nightsoar was my sister."

[Kornelia]

"Later..."

[Birdstar]

Snowshade collasped and Nightsoar talked to her.
"Tell Soulstar that the prophecy will be changed. In snows generation, are soaring hawks, fragile moths, and whispering winds.
three will be five, and two will be one."

[Kornelia]

Soulstar lay with his kit and snowshade in the middle of camp. Hawktalon took Soulstar to his den, left him a rabbit and his kit by his belly, and took snowshade to her nest, and left her a mouse.