The New Generation [ongoing]

[Winterstar]

Note: This fanfiction takes place seasons after the Broken Code arc, meaning there will be many new cats and many old cats dead or retired.

Prologue: The Prophecy

"F-father? R-rowanclaw?" Tigerstar whispered, staring at the shadows around him.
"I am here, son." A familiar voice whispered out of seemingly nowhere, "I have a message for you."
The brown tabby leader of ShadowClan nodded, determined to make his father proud.

"The Ice, the Fire, the Sun, the Night, and the Mist. The clans must give way to a new generation."


BACK AT CAMP

"T-Tigerstar? I've been having weird dreams..." One of his warriors, Icepelt, confessed, "Rowanclaw appeared and said I'll be this 'new generation' thingy as 'Ice'."
Tigerstar's eyes widened. Rowanclaw was serious about whatever he was talking about. 
"I'll speak with Shadowsight and Sunpaw." Tigerstar nodded, dismissing Icepelt.

"The ice, the fire, the sun, the night, and the mist..." Tigerstar muttered to himself, as he made his way to the medicine den. His son, Shadowsight, and his apprentice Sunpaw were treating Tawnypelt's old age cough. They looked up as Tigerstar entered.

"Shadowsight, both I and Icepelt have received a dream from Rowanclaw, and I've had a prophecy." Tigerstar began. Shadowsight nodded at him to continue.
"The ice, the fire, the sun, the night, and the mist, the clans must give way to a new generation, Rowanclaw said."

Shadowsight paused for a moment, thinking. He nodded at his father.
"I'll look into it, Tigerstar."

To be continued