Warrior Cats Prophecies Novels & Stories

Caterina said, explaining the situation to Natasha "in his mind, there was a prophecy, at least, it is what he spread around. I don’t know when the last time any prophecies were told, but according to him, there was a prophecy that said that a bloodline would come to end him. It was a bloodline that was hidden, and the bloodline was an old house descendant” “What did the prophecy say, exactly?” I asked, and she smiled. “Can I have a piece of paper please?” She asked, and looking at Natasha, I nodded, motioning for her to get her a pen and paper. She handed Caterina the pen and paper, and sitting beside me, the two of us watched as she started drawing a full moon, a wolf, and a knife. She was

As the man surveyed her face she slowly opened her eyes and spoke of a prophecy that will forever change the wizling's lives. In the center of the Willow where the temple of the gods stood proudly, the monks was performing their everyday ritual when the altar shone and an oracle spoke. It was the first prophecy relevant to the Great War after a hundred years. They stood transfixed to the voice on the altar. All night by the white stars' frosty gleams Descent of thy Goddess appear in thy lofty dreams And the eyes forget the tears they have shed Who succumb shall come forth from the dead The breeze comes whispering in thy ear

"He will pay for that. I swear it." --- The Prophecy Morrigan pulled out a scroll. Ancient. Yellowed. "This is the prophecy," she said. "The one that was written before you were born." She read it aloud. "The child of the Alpha King and his mate shall be the most powerful wolf in history. They shall unite the packs. They shall bring peace to the world. But they shall also bring destruction. For the same power that can unite can also destroy. The choice shall be theirs. And the fate of all shall rest in their hands."

He was someone who didn’t like to waste time and so he got straight down to business. “The war is upon us,” Arthur said. “But this time, it is going to be fiercer as the hydras are much tougher than the last war,” Siruis said in a serious tone. “If I may Alpha,” Maximus started. “There is a rumor of a prophecy going on, they say that it is about how we will win the war, is it true?” he asked. Arthur smiled inwardly as Cara was right about the prophecy leaking to other people. “Yes it is,” he confirmed.

At some point the witches must have heard our prophecy and warped it to meet their own ends. She glared at me. “Don’t call me a liar,” she seethed. “Not you,” I said. “At least, not you, specifically. That isn’t a prophecy about witches. One of your lot must have heard it from us and changed the wording.” She rolled her eyes. “That’s ridiculous,” she replied. “We’ve been sharing this prophecy for generations.” “So have we,” I informed her. “Shifters will be the ones to stop the war. I will stop the war.”

Jezebel "I am a rare wolf. Very few know of my talents. Can I trust you to keep a secret?" she asks. I nod, feeling too nauseous to speak. What the fuck is she about to say? "I am a prophet wolf," she confesses. "I dream of prophecies and see visions of the future. The future can change, which is why a Prophet wolf is good to have around. Seeing the future can help save a pack and has helped us prepare for battles and sneak attacks in the past," she explains. "A prophecy can also be changed, although it is more difficult to alter because it is fated by the Gods. I report all my visions to the Alpha. I haven't seen a prophecy in many years, but one was revealed to me last night. I dreamt that

A spell that may be able to bring back everyone's happy and glorious lives. The next day when I was finally not that surrounded by warlocks, I took out the small booklet. "¡Trae una cúpula para proteger a mis seres queridos!" I chanted under my breath. A dome appeared in the sky slowly placing a barrier between the warlocks and all of us. It is not that strong and I don't have that much time to waste.

His next words sent my heart hammering against my ribs. “The prophecy,” he said simply. “The one about the wolf that walks between worlds.” The room felt suddenly smaller, the walls pressing in on me. I swallowed hard. “That’s a myth.” Elias’s eyes darkened. “Is it?” Raymond stepped forward. “Enough riddles. Tell us exactly what you know.” Elias sighed, running a hand through his silver hair. “There’s a war coming, whether you’re ready for it or not. And Caitlyn… you’re the key.”

“What did the prophecy say?” I asked, and my mother looked at the god of chaos seriously. “The prophecy of the nymphs of destiny said that a god of the main triad would fall in love with a mortal and the result of that love would be the key to avoiding war,” my mother said, and I started laughing. “That's stupid because the anchor prophecy says that I will be the doom of Xalaris,” I said annoyed. “Which damn prophecy do I believe?”

Not without proof of treason that even the council can't deny. "The Oracle has spoken," Elder Moira announces, her voice brittle with age. She unfurls a yellowed scroll, her hands trembling. "A prophecy, given three nights ago when the blood moon rose." The room goes silent. Even Lucius leans forward, his casual mask slipping slightly. Moira reads: *"A mate from the enemy will either save the True Alpha... or crown his brother in blood."* Chaos erupts. "She must be killed!" Beta Kael slams his fist on the table. "The risk is too great!"