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The Broken Prophecy is a fanfiction written by GlenDusk - so all of it's fictional. The four other Clans don't exist - or, at least, they used to...now the territories are ruled by RowanClan, a group of cats made up of former kittypets, rogues and loners...

Prologue[]

Applefrost hesitated at the moon-dappled entrance of the den, his ears pricked forwards in apprehension and his claws kneading the ground anxiously. "Minnowstar?" he called. "Are you there?"

No one answered, but he thought he saw a flash of eyes near the back of the den.

"Minnowstar," the tom repeated. "You have to come - Graythorn wants to speak with you."

Still no answer. Applefrost scanned the darkness, then took a careful step inside the den - and was stopped by a gut-wrenching hiss of anger and fear. In the dim, silver light of the moon, he caught a glimpse of Minnowstar - tabby fur rumpled, claws unsheathed and eyes narrowed.

"What do you want?" she rasped. "I thought I said I didn't want to be disturbed."

"As I said," Applefrost answered quickly, backing out of the den, "Graythorn wants a word."

She flicked her tail. "No."

"It wasn't her fault," Applefrost insisted, sounding braver than he felt. "She couldn't have done anything, so stop-"

"Stop what!?" Minnowstar snarled, fur bristling. "Stop acting like I just lost my mate? Stop acting like everything's wrong with the world? StarClan abandoned me, Applefrost - there is nothing but darkness ahead for RowanClan. Everyone is doomed, and it is entirely her fault - entirely. If Fallenpaw was fully trained, I would exile her from the Clan - she is a foxheart and a monster, and she will rue the day that she ever joined our cats..."

"Minnowstar!" Applefrost exclaimed, shocked. "What are you saying?"

Minnowstar's ears flicked.

"Nothing," she said after a heartbeat. "Sorry. Go on - I'm sure you have some patrols to sort out."

Work in progress...

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