Warrior Ponies: Destiny Awaits

Scarletleaf looked around. She was in a clearing, but no clearing she had seen before. She could see the faint outlines of trees in the darkness, but they were mostly drowned out by the patch of moonlight she was sitting in. She looked up, and the full moon beamed down on her, making her feel as if she was drowning in moonlight.Then the shadow of another pony's hoof punctured the perfect circle.

Scarletleaf leapt to her hooves, ready to take on whatever hostile pony was advancing. But as the figure was completely revealed, her coat lay flat, as the pony who stood in front of her wasn't a pony.

She was an unicorn mare, with a long, silky mane, surprisingly well cared for despite the troubles of being able to do so in the Territories. Her cutie mark was a green laurel. Scarletleaf now recognized her as Laurelbranch, the previous deputy of ShadowClan before Darkspirit. Her coat and tail were now scattered with stars, as if the night sky had taken on the form of a pony.

"Where are we? What is this place?" Scarletleaf wasted no time in asking her.

Laurelbranch smiled. "I cannot tell you where we are, for we are nowhere, yet at the same time we are everywhere. I have come to tell you of a prophecy."

"What kind of prophecy?" Scarlet didn't dare to even twitch.

Laurelbranch stood stock still, the wind rustling through her mane and tail. Then she spoke, her voice a ringing baritone.

"Four ponies, of sky, thunder, river, and shadow will come together

when all seems to be lost to the forces beyond even StarClan.If they fail, all is lost."

Then there was an explosion of light, and Scarletleaf jolted awake.