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Two cats sat in an empty clearing. They sat around a once clear pool of water. Now it was clouded with blood and darkness. One of the cats, a pretty tortoiseshell she-cat, crouched beside the pool, her muscles tense.
"I-I can't see anything!!" she cried in frustration.
The other cat, a thick gray furred tomcat, laid his feathery tail on her shoulder. "It's alright, Spottedleaf. I can't either. There are somethings even we cannot foresee. All we know is that the future is clouded and trouble is coming." The tom meowed.
Spottedleaf sighed. "You're right, Featherwhisker. We must just accept what happens." But neither cat would ever expect what did happen.
Starclan members stiffened, some chattering anxiously. One stepped forward to face the water before them. When he looked into the pool, he saw Cinderpaw, an energetic, young apprentice, scampering off to find Tigerclaw, Tunderclan's dark and murderous deputy, at the Thunderpath.
The tom stiffened at