A Warning

Clawface shifted restlessly in her den. Dark shadows etched in silver chased themselves around and around in her mind, but she couldn't identify who or what they were, if they were anything at all.

She was walking in an unfamiliar wood. There was no trace of any pack scent. Only musty leaves. Clawface looked back and forth, disoriented and unsure as to where she was going.
Suddenly a pair of yellow eyes blinked open from the gloom. Clawface leaned forward, eyes widening. "Who are you?"
A faint growl sounded. "Beware, Clawface. Peace is not an easy thing to gain."
Clawface recoiled as though she had been stung. "But there is peace now!"
"No." The single word singed the Moonpack Alpha's fur like a wildfire. The eyes advanced from the shadows. Clawface held in a gasp. She had thought these eyes belonged to a wolf, but now she could see the being was nothing more than a dark shadow, an absent silhouette with a vaguely wolfish outline barely distinguishable. The creature moved forward until it's eyes were about four mouse-lengths from Clawface's own.
"You only have the moonlight for a short time. Use its light as guidance, for before long it will dim, and fade from your presence." The shadow leaned closer. "The rain will become poisoned, and the poison will destroy unless you detect it in time." The shadow wound itself around Clawface, enclosing her, oppressing her, clouding her vision into blackness as thick as fur, soft as water..........

Clawface bolted upright. Her fur was standing on end.
"Oh, Starpack. What's going to happen to us now?"

((Ooooo, suspense! This isn't exactly a prophecy. I know I promised you one, but I SUCK at writing prophecies and riddles, so please be patient with me. Your ideas are always appreciated....))