"I fear for the clans." One tom meowed. "Lately they have been hateful towards each other." "That's been happening since the beginning. You act as if the clans have always gotten along." A second cat hissed. The tom rolled his eyes. "Rainstream, you know Owlfeather has a point." A dark gray she cat stepped forward. Rainstream rolled her eyes. "Thank you Duskstream. It's good to know someone agrees with me." Owlfeather told her. Duskstream nodded in agreement.

"I think they need our help. Perhaps we should send a prophecy." Owlfeather suggested. "To who? Who can we trust with this task?" Another tom, Tigertooth asked. "What if the clan leaders were in the prophecy?" Duskstream replied. "The leaders would never listen!" Rainstream said. "Then maybe the medicine cats." Owlfeather meowed. "They already have a close relationship with one another and would want peace among the clans the most." A fifth cat stepped in. "No. You have a point, but I think we should leave the leaders and the medicine cats out of this." Birchstar told the cats. "But why?" Owlfeather asked. "There will be fighting before there is peace. That is something we cannot stop and must accept. I believe we should pick four different cats. One from each clan. They will understand their roles and would want to stop the clans from going in an all out war." Birchstar explained. The other cats thought for a minute. "You have a point." Rainstream said. The other cats nodded.

"So who will we send the prophecy to?" Owlfeather asked. "I'll choose a cat for Breezeclan, since I was once a Breezeclan cat." Rainstream announced. "Very well. Do you have your choice?" Birchstar asked. "I'll pick Brightpaw." "An apprentice?" Owlfeather exclaimed. Rainstream nodded. "We need young cats. Old cats will do us no good." "Don't you think we should choose a more capable cat for the job? Brightpaw isn't the best apprentice in BreezeClan." Tigertooth pointed out. "Brightpaw might not be the strongest but she is the kindest!" Rainstream hissed. "She's exactly who this prophecy needs!" "Very well. Who's next?" Birchstar agreed. "Since we're choosing apprentices, I say Mousepaw should receive the message for SnowClan." Tigertooth told Birchstar. Duskstream shook her head. "The only reason you want Mousepaw to be apart of the prophecy is because he's your son." "Then who do you want? One of your sons?" Tigertooth retorted. "Nightpaw would be a good choice, actually." Birchstar spoke up. "He's the older out of your two sons, and the most skillful apprentice. He would make an excellent choice." Tigertooth scowled. "Fine. Nightpaw will be our pick." He growled. "How about MarshClan?" Birchstar turned to Owlfeather. "I'm choosing Robinpaw." "What is it with you toms and picking your sons?" Rainstream said, rolling her eyes. "Robinpaw will be a great warrior one day. I am choosing him for that reason. Not because he's my son." Owlfeather responded. "Birchstar, did you pick someone for StoneClan?" Duskstream asked the old leader. He nodded. "Graypaw is the clear choice. She's skilled and young." Rainstream nodded.

"We are putting the fate of the four clans in these young apprentices! Am I the only one who believes this is a horrible idea!" The cats turned to see a white tom walking over to them. "Mistsky, we have faith in them." Birchstar told him. Mistsky scoffed. "They're apprentices!" He hissed. "They barely qualify for this task." Rainstream sighed. "Maybe he's right. Maybe we are putting to much faith in these cats." The silver cat hung her head and shut her eyes, meditating on the thought. Owlfeather rose to his feet. The brown and white cat wasn't going to give up on the apprentices. "Mistsky, I know you have your doubts. But these cats are our best shot, whether you like to admit it or not." Mistsky looked down at his feet. "How can we be so sure they can do this?" He asked quietly. Birchstar looked at the warrior. "They have qualities that good warriors should have. Brightpaw shows much kindness to her clan mates and trains very hard. Robinpaw is very clever, always coming up with new moves and counter attacks. Nightpaw is a very strong apprentice and has the discipline of a warrior. And Graypaw is a natural born leader who shows potential. I'm sure you expected that from your great granddaughter after all, Mistsky." Birchstar meowed.

Mistsky looked at Birchstar. After a minute of thinking, he finally nodded his head in agreement. "Very well. I see now these cats are ready for this great burden." Birchstar was grateful that the stubborn warrior was able to see that these cats were capable. "It's time." The light brown tom meowed. "Let's just hope the apprentices think so too." Tigertooth muttered.

I hope you guys enjoyed the epilogue. This is my first story, so it's not incredible. I'll probably have the next chapter up soon. If you have questions or want me to explain something, just ask! Also, if you want a quicker response, you can always ask on my Instagram. Anyway, thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed! Instagram - warriorcats. Cloudtuft