by Arouria » Thu May 26, 2011 10:40 am
Amber glanced at the fresh kill pile. On her hunting trip, she had brought back three mice, a vole, and three birds. It had taken three times to bring it all back. She had folded in her wings for the day. She only used them when she really needed to, and hunting, after that it felt like showing off. She sighed. It was existing to be flying all morning. She dragged herself into her den and plopped down in the soft moss. As soon as she closed her eyes, they were open. She was in The Mist, the sacred place of all Creasent ancestors. Out of the the fog walked a cat Amber didn't fully recognize. She had white fur patched with brown that reminded Amber of Vines circling the she-cat. O, yeah, and she had glowing whit eyes. "Hello, Amber," the she-cat said. Finely, Amber understood who the cat in front of her was, it was Hail, the original Creasent leader. "I..I.. Hail, what are you doing here?" Amber stuttered. Hail smiled, "We don't have much time, my friend, listen carefully, because this will effect you camp for seasons to come," Suddenly the cat's voice changed, it sounded like three Hails talking at once,
"Dark as day, but bright as Night
Four to be chosen by Dawn's early Light
Only then might they Reason
To be formed again, by death or Treason
But as one shall see,
A hero they shall be,
Three return by Sunset
To settle the eternal unrest."
Amber woke in a cold sweat, she jumped to her feet, wings fully extended, after a moment, she lowered herself she sat down and repeated the prophecy to herself, "Who is Dawn's early Light?" She wondered out loud. A voice seanced to hang in the air, What color is Dawn? it whispered. Amber looked at her paws, "Amber."