A Prophecy (2)

Stagstar was padding through the forest carefully, the brambles lightly snagging on his pelt and he shook them free. His eyes sparked with a new light, excitement, fright and pain all mixed into one emotion that Stagstar had never felt before, anxiety. He was the leader of DriftingClan, the easy going tom that never let anything worry him or get under his pelt. But now, he and two others were to set the paw-steps of every generation of DriftingClan cats to come, it was a lot to put on someone shoulders.

Stagstar's ears went straight up when he heard a crack and a screech in the forest. The screech was so loud and high-pitched he almost ignored it as a song bird. But then it was accompanied with a chorus of cussing from a toms deep voice. The scent of two cats drifted to him and he ran to them. He burst into the clearing and the two cats looked at him, wide-eyed. But both cats stopped and straightened up. One was a stunning and sleek silver tabby she-cat with cloudy markings and the most memorizing eyes that Stagstar had ever seen in all his moons. The other was a muscular and handsome jet black tom with light pine green eyes and white tipped fur. His under coat was pure black but the very very tips of his pelt was little dapples of white.

"Hello." The she-cat voice flowed from her mouth, in a beautiful sound that seemed to call to Stagstar, and it took all of his control not to smile at the she-cat, who had won over his better judgement with one sweet word.

"Shut up Song!" The muscular tom snapped with anger. The huskiness brought Stagstar out of his daze and he blinked. "Let me do the talking." He hissed. He looked at Stagstar.

"I don't want any trouble is all, Evergreen." The silver tabby muttered again, her voice just as sweet and alluring as before.

"Who are you and why do you have warrior names?" He snapped at the two cats, this question earned him a curious stare from each, and then it hit him. Their names were Song and Evergreen. Perfectly common.

"Your a clan leader right? Stagstar?" The tom stepped forward to almost hide the younger and more fragile looking she-cat. "We want to join DriftingClan." He spoke with confidence.

"I don;t know how you know who I am and my clan but I want answers before you two saunter in and become one of us." He snapped.

"Bladedstar and Turnstar sent us." The she-cat flicked her tail as if she were bored with the situation. The names came out of her mouth as if she were explaining who they were to him. And it left him startled.

"C-c-come with me." He shook his head. The two nodded and padded after him. Looking at each other and smiling, so Stagstar had to ask. "Are you two mates?" He looked over his shoulder to Song.

Song didn't answer, she just shook her head. Then Evergreen said, "Brother and sister." He shrugged as if they had been asked that a lot.

"You will need warrior names, Evergreen yours can stay that it sounds like a warrior name. But Song, you shall be called Songwinds." He blinked. He had meant to say Songcall, but Songwinds had just spilled from his mouth, but he left if because Song's eyes lit up.

"I love it!" Songwinds purred.

"Were here." They padded into camp and all the cats stared at them, wide-eyed. And Stagstar didn't feel like calling them together for tis. "Everyone! This is Songwinds and Evergreen!" Everyone nodded, most toms kept their eyes on Songwinds for a while before she lifted her lips to show her sparkling fangs which the toms took for get lost and quickly padded away. While the she-cats were left to swoon over her handsome brother who just ate up all the attention.

Then Stagstar realized that maybe these cats had been more important to the clan than he had realized, they could be part of the prophecy...