Author notes/ Hey everyone, this is my first fanfiction ever! So please be nice;) This story takes place between Dawn of the Clans and The Prophecies Begin. If you enjoy please leave a review, it would be much appreciated!:)

P.S. I don't own Warriors but all the characters will probably be my own invention. Enjoy :)

PROLOGUE

"Stop! Who goes there? "

It was a dark, dreary night on ThunderClan territory when the cat on guard duty (A strong looking Tom named Edgeclaw) detected a faint sound coming from over by the bushes.

"Stop!" He repeated as he ran forward. "Oh my..." He stammered as he looked down. Then softening his voice at the sight of the young Tom-kitten he asked " Where did you come from?" He looked around and called out, "Hello! Anybody there!?"

All he heard as a reply was the wind howling back at him.

"Well you can't stay out here in the cold all by yourself, you're going to freeze to death out here! You mustn't even be a half moon yet!" He commented to himself.

Edgeclaw sniffed around still trying to find trace of the cat that must've left him.

He definitely couldn't be a Clan cat. Edgeclaw did not recognize his scent from being around here. He stared down as the little kitten started mewing loudly. Edgeclaw, realizing that no one was coming for this little kitten, scooped down, picked him up in his mouth and started carrying him back to camp.

"I sure hope Bladestar will not turn him away and tell me to take him back." Edgeclaw thought.

As he entered the camp he glanced over at the fresh-kill pile, it was completely bare. This had been the coldest and most scarce leafbare Edgeclaw had ever seen. Even the elders had never seen a leafbare so harsh.

Bladestar was not a cruel leader, in fact he was a very just and noble one, and he always did what he thought was best for his Clan, which was the part Edgeclaw was worried about. With all of his Clanmates starving would Bladestar agree to let the little kitten stay?

"He has to." He murmured to himself.

Already he was willing to fight for this kitten's spot in the Clan.

He knew some of the others might not want him, but he already felt a connection with him from saving him from certain death in the cold. He knew he would use all of his persuasion to ask Bladestar to keep him.