PLEASE READ: this a pretty old book, and now I have a better writing style. So I would rather you just leave this page and go get a walk outside, I'll call you back when I make a better book, don't worry *wink wink* A hunting assessment can't change a whole life, at least that's what Brownpaw thought. His leader lay dead, that day, promising more and more troubles. After that, everything goes by as quick as a flash. StarClan sends him a prophecy, he starts having dreams, other cats die. But no one, not even Brownpaw, suspected the truth to be laying next to them the whole time. Has Brownpaw been chosen? And will Brownpaw ever fulfill his destiny? *published on the 24th of October 2014