We rise above [Closed]

By the edges of the wishing pond, a former Medicine Cat waited in silence. The cat was young, unlike most of the other medicine cats before him. He had a youthful look to him with his dilute calico pelt that still shone with the luster of youth. Alderheart was now wiser than when he lived though, having seen all that occurred in the past and the present. The future was still unpredictable of course, but he knew enough to understand, and that was all that mattered.

This night, he was here for the current leader of ShadowClan. To pass on ancient knowledge, and prevent a catastrophe for his kin.

Listlessly, he waited, pawing at the rippling waters. Another night, and another dusk, the skies were filled with omens of war.