The full moon shone brightly over the coast like a single eye in the black sky. Vibrant silver light reflected leasurly of the clam ocean water as it lapped against the cool sands on the north coast, the sound of the slow moving water carried on the salty sea breeze. The night was cool, clam, with only sounds of the night-waking prey and the sea against the sand carrying on the wind.
In the sky, however, the stars seemed to flow as if they were dancing together as one.
"You can feel it too?" One she-cat sat on an old tree-stump, white pelt shimmering with the glow of the stars and bright blue eyes glowing with the glitter of the night, "Something...Something is changing"
"Yes" The other she-cat lay on the lush green grass, staring into the sky above the stars with seeking green eyes, "All the cats around here have felt it. It's been ruffling my pelt for a while now"
"Maybe those Dark Forest cats are up to something?" The first speculated, licking smooth a clump of misplaced fur.
"It could be" The cat lay on the grass glanced to the right, knowing if a cat ventured too far in that direction, they could find themselves in the terrifying grasp of darker claws. The evergreen forest which served a peaceful home for the cats of StarClan would eventually thin out into the dusky, shadow filled lands in which the cats who had turned their backs to the stars would roam. Beyond that, however, no cat had ever been. What lay in other realms of stars was a mystery to every cat - dead or alive.
"It's chilling my spine" The cat on the stump muttered, finally sitting up, her pelt shivering with unease and eyes searching wearily around, "I dont know what's happening around here, but every cat has noticed. Something is going on. Nobody knows what, or who, but nobody has felt this before. Something is changing"
"Hm" The other agreed, "But what can we do? We cannot warn the clans of a danger of something we have no inforation about. We dont even know if it is danger, change isn't always bad"
"No" The white pelted cat seemed dubious, "But the clans have survived by maintaining the code of our ancestors. If something were to happen that would change that, the foundation of the clans would be rocked to the core. We have no control over that"
There was a breif silence as both she-cats pondered what was to happen in the near future, for the clans of the living and for the cats of StarClan. Whatever was sending this ominous vibe through the stars was certainly causing questions, but the real question still remained the same. What could they do about it?
Iceclaw 
Silverstream 
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