A group of cats were gathered in a ragged circle in the setting sun, the light casting off their pelts and turning into eerie shadows.

A slender white and yellow she-cat stepped into the light from hiding in the shadows, her stained claws unsheathed as she circled each and every cat dangerously, her dark eyes narrowed. All the cats around her were silent, and some even quivered in fear. From Starclan, little did they know, two cats were watching, and judging them.

" Briarheart, we can no longer stand idly by and allow this to happen! " A Sleek, sepia colored tabby tom spoke out worriedly. "Tortoisefur, I want you to believe me, that I too agree. But these cats must learn the consequences of their own vile actions. "

A large, ragged Brown Maine Coon mewed calmly. " But Briarheart, Daisytalon And this, 'Claw of Purification' cult has to be stopped at once! We need to rally the rest of Starclan and put an end to this nonsense!" Tortoisefur lashed his short tail, digging his claws into the soil of Starclan's grounds, and a small wind picked up down in the clans.

Briarheart turned his back on his worried mate and looked back and spoke to him. "Tortoisefur," He began urgently,"I love you, but I have told you countless times that we mustn't interfere with the clans. No matter how much we feel the need to. " The Brown tom sighed and walked back over to the other worried and angry tom cat. Brushing their pelts together he spoke In his calmest voice.

" Tortoisefur, we will send a prophecy to the medicine cats shortly, maybe after the sun sets on the clans," Briarheart gestured  to the sun, which had almost disappeared along the horizon, making the sky a beautiful pink, orange and blue smudge casting over the many rivers in their territories like small lakes.

" But we must choose the right cat to do it. Remember, will you, when Elderberry, Frostbelly, And Yarrowtrail sent a prophecy to Berrytuft, then Berrypaw? She was oblivious it was a prophecy, like she is oblivious to everything, and then The Great Fox Massacre hit the clans, when they could've prepared properly ? We must choose the right three kits, one from each clan, and send them to the right medicine cats, telling them which kit to watch and tell about the prophecy, hopefully we can reach them too."

Briarheart showed the nurseries of all the clans, showing the kits. " Tortoisefur, you choose from Duskclan, it was our clan after all." Briarheart mewed softly, and Tortoisefur nodded hastily, glancing carefully at the sparse number of kits. " Nightkit. "

Tortoisefur Decided after looking at what they'd be like. " Badgerkit is strong, but too headstrong and would mess up the prophecy. Nightkit is the safer option." Briarheart Nodded. "Well then, I have chosen an unborn kit, She will be Dapplefoot's, Likely named either Rabbitkit or Lightkit, based on her previous litter with Goldentooth. "

Tortoisefur grumbled."Dapplefoot. One moon it's this mate, the other moon the next. Whoops! Looks like I'm having kits now." Briarheart chuckled heartily, resting his tail on his mate's shoulder. " We are in agreement of Rootkit from Dawnclan then, yes?"

Both toms nodded slowly to each other, and Torotisefur recited their prophecy. "

When seeds are planted and roots take hold, dangers from the unknown will unfold. As sides battle sides and poison will grow. More seeds are planted, and hope fills our hearts. A chance to save us all....But if that chance is wasted....

" all the clans must fall. "