Zodiac (warrior cats)

Chapter 44

Earth shot up through the moor, dirt flew as jagged rocks became uprooted from their post. Sprucefrost narrowed her green eyes on a large boulder, and with one flick of the tail it shot up into the air.
"Finally" she meowed happily, Sprucefrost was finally perfecting her power.
And she was far enough away from the clans so none of them would notice what she was doing, she had even built a large cavern to sleep in sometimes.
Thistlestar was fully aware what she was doing out here, and often times let her sleep out here if she was training late, after all she was a Zodiac.
Ferretleap should be practicing to, she added silently. Her stubborn clan mate already believed that his power was completely mastered, even though not even a day ago he tried to jump into a tree, but missed and landed in a clump of snow.
"Yeah that seems completely mastered to me" she grumbled, flicking her tail as another mound of dirt erupted from the earth.
There was only a quarter moon left until the first moon of Leaf-Bare. At first when Snow began to fall more than a moon ago, Sprucefrost had thought this last moon was the first moon, but it seems the snow just came rather early in Leaf-Fall.
Soon becoming distracted in the tunnels she was making in the ground, Sprucefrost barely noticed a large falcon circling in the sky. Stars glittered behind its shadowed figure, large feathery wings stretching widely.
Probably just searching for rabbits, she told herself while going back to practice.
Falcons and Hawks often tried to take kits from the nursery, but now since Sprucefrost built an underground cavern for the queens, they were more than protected enough to evade being prey.
"Go away!" she spat at the annoying bird, its call sounding as it neared Sprucefrost.
For a moment she began to think maybe the large predator of the sky was coming for her, but instead the light brown animal simply landed on a mound of earth Sprucefrost had created.
And that was when the brown-furred Zodiac gasped in shock as she caught a good look at the bird. Its eyes were a bright luminescent white, completely and utterly blank as a cloud-filled sky.
"Hello Young one" the bird flicked its head as Sprucefrost padded closer.
Apparently the falcon knew that she could hear different animals languages, but how?
"Hi" she spoke reluctantly, eyeing the the bird carefully and cautiously, her instincts telling her to run. But the white-eyed bird seemed to pull Sprucefrost ever closer, there was something about this animal, something...mysterious.
"I have come to warn you of a rising tempest" the falcon, a female, spoke slowly yet quickly at the same time. "When the Moon of Ice rises" it spoke with a foreign tongue, "The eight sent from the stars will wage war."
Sprucefrost perked her ears at the mention of the eight stars, the eight Zodiac's!
"Four will be left standing, and those who are will be sent on a path to prevent chaos from descending onto the clans. These four hold the futures of all cats in their paws."
What? Sprucefrost didn't care if the bird heard her or not, it could tell by the look sprawled on her face! Sent on a path to prevent chaos from descending onto the clans, what did that mean!?
"Please tell me more" she begged, urgency rushing through the Zodiacs veins. But the falcon didn't reply, it simply blinked its two white eyes, and turned to fly off into the cold night.
"Only four will be left..." she muttered softly as the image of the mysterious falcon faded into the indigo sky, "I have to be one of them!".
And that Sprucefrost did, if not for herself, but then for her unborn kits writhing inside of her enclosed belly. Sprucefrost was expecting Cloudedmoon's kits, and for that reason alone she couldn't and wouldn't be one of the Zodiacs to join StarClan prematurely.
She would fight until her last breath was taken for these kits. They were her life now, and Sprucefrost was going to do whatever it took to protect them.