A brown she gazed into a pearly white pool. It was clear until she pressed her paw into it. A gray tom showed up with a grim face and bloody muzzle. "Breezestar," she mumbled. Suddenly a mottled brown she-cat appeared next to her. Her fur was wet and ragged.
"We all know what he did to us, but you must forgive him some time, Fuzzytail", she mewed calmly.
"Sometimes it's hard with all the mouse-brains surrounding my old life in Starclan, Ripplestar."
Ripplestar curled her tail in amusement. Fuzzytail smiled. "You know what, you're not so bad after all," Fuzzytail mewed, forming a slight smile upon her face.
Ripplestar nodded knowingly. Her ears shook as she heard the leaves rustle when another cat came in. His fiery pelt shone in the moonlight that was shining above. He was the once leader of Flameclan, until Breezestar murdered both Ripplestar from Rippleclan and Flamestar from Flameclan in a bloody battle.
"He did something to each of us, but we must forgive him", Flamestar mewed softly.
Fuzzytail finally nodded. She had to forgive him if she was going to be repeatedly asked by others.
"Fine, I haven't told you guys this yet, but there is a prophecy. There will be two. Fire and Sun will come together. I already told Breezestar this, but I can trust you guys to keep it a secret from the two, which I will tell you about later."
Soon afterwards, Fuzzytail decided to see Breezestar. She looked into the pool once again and saw him talking to Nightshade, while he focused only one eye ok her and the other on the ground.
How do they trust this guy? Fuzzytail sighed.
She hesitated when she was about to press her paw down on the pool to cancel her seeing, but before she knew it, Flamestar bounced in. His eyes were suspicious and cloudy with green. His tail swept across the floor and his expression looked dark.
"What are you doing Fuzzytail? You aren't spying on him? If you are, I'll tell Breezestar himself," he warned, forming a snarl.
"Who died and made you leader, Flamestar?" Fuzzytail grunted.
Flamestar looked deeply offended. But he didn't deserve too much love, ever since he became mates with poor Fireclaw here. He must of felt sad the way he was killed.
By a vicious bloody murderer.
And nobody suspects it, apparently. Nobody knows what Breezestar truly is. He's only here to ruin the day of his targets. Or life, possibly. Fuzzytail continued to watch the pool along with Flamestar. She suddenly saw his jaws snap at her and Nightshade pulled back hissing. The slits in her eyes became narrow.
"Since when we're you so rude? Breezestar stop acting like this! It's not good for the clans..." Breezestar stopped immediately at her words and walked out.
"See! Why doesn't anyone see what he is?" Fuzzytail questioned Flamestar.
"Because, they're as blind as Stormspeed. You can't expect them to know any better than a mouse. Go ahead and try teaching them," he snarled.