[do you have a choice?]

Pretty sure you're called Snowy anyways. Seems you've extinguished Starclan, or at least silenced it, so I'm not expecting them to answer.

I, personally, have taken a few steps on a path, and even though I've been looking around at least some, I still do not know how to traverse this path. Have you got markers? Have I missed something incredibly obvious? I don't need any details on sights to see on that path, I'd just like to find the beginning.

Devastating fire from hell rises.

War will flood the land with sins

And three stars will shine above the horizon.

It has begun.

“Thank you for reaching out to StarClan. There is a lot more going on behind the stars than I anticipated and I worry that my time is running short, I have not been able to properly explain how to do this.”

“A post will be made with a how to live and make choices through the vessel, though with a sudden change of plans, I wanted to tell you something that might help you when you are finally able to leave the den. And, well —”

“If you look in the right places in the right times, you might be able to find some useful insights on the stars outside the territories. There has yet to be a count for how many there are, but if you discover these hints, you’ll have a good idea on where to start. We will make the needed changes to the blog once it’s found.”

“If we say too much here, she will find out what we’re doing. It’s on you to find this collective so we can properly meet. Look for the stars in the sky, where we shine the brightest. You’ll know when you’ve found it.”

“In the meantime, keep a lookout for the prologue. It might be confusing for you because of previous events, but play along. It’s important for later. She keeps a watchful eye in the stars, she’s testing your conscious. Don’t let her see through you.”

“StarClan will try to keep with you for as long as we can, but I have a bad feeling she is planning something terrible. The stars have been fading more and more each night. If I fade as well in the future, continue on with your mission as intended.”

“A nice cat named Featherflight has taken you in, nursing you back to full health in the safety of the ForestClan nursery. You’re lucky to have survived, besides that gruesome detail, you live till another day. For that, we’ve decided to grant you with some hints.”

“This isn’t like any other game you’ve played. Each decision has a consequence, one wrong choice can alter you forever. Never trust your gut, trust your knowledge. Never let your guard down and keep your head up.”

“You’re only so young, you might have potential for your age, but you aren’t invincible; Featherflight is your only ally for now, she’ll guide you protectively throughout kithood, but you’ll need more than your mother later on in life.”

“Form strong bonds with your clanmates, but remember that you were put on this earth for one reason and only one. You’re our last chance, the last thing we have against them. Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer.”

“I believe in you, Miraclekit. We all do.”

It was a harsh and cold blizzard, the snow hiding the moon behind mysterious white clouds.

Your barely functional eyes were unable to register the unfamiliar environment around you, in fact, it was the complete opposite of all that your little body would’ve known. It was freezing and painful, you could feel the stinging in your paws start to move up her leg in agonizing aches.

You let out a distressed yowl, crying for your mother who was carrying you by the scruff throughout this adventure in the harsh snowy landscape. Despite your cries, she continues her journey in the storm.

She is quick and agile, jumping over obstacles and making sudden turns in her path, which stressed you out even more.

If your ears had been a little more developed, you would have heard the various gunshots firing after you, the two-legs; all animals were familiar with them, for better or worse.

A bullet had shot through the young mother’s leg, the last time you remember her scent clearly was that exact moment.

I’ll let you in on a secret.

There’s something outside the borders, something dangerous.

It smells and looks like a cat, but it is something way more sinister.

It’ll take one of you.

Stay wary, warrior. The eye of the predator never falls behind.

From now on, we will be silent.

When the time comes, I’ll be there.

A new star will be born.

Can you help us?

The war we have expected will finally begin.