SkyClan Cats

Leader: Leafstar-brown and cream tabby she-cat with amber eyes

Deputy: Sharpclaw-dark ginger tom

Medicine Cat: Echosong-silver tabby she-cat with green eyes

Warriors:

Patchfoot-black and white tom with blue eyes Apprentice: Bouncepaw

Shortwhisker-dark brown tabby tom with amber eyes

Clovertail-light brown she-cat with white belly and legs with amber eyes

Cherrytail-tortoiseshell she-cat with green eyes Apprentice: Rockpaw

Sparrowpelt-dark brown tabby tom with green eyes Apprentice: Tinypaw

Apprentices:

Rockpaw-black tom with blue eyes

Bouncepaw-ginger tom with blue eyes

Tinypaw-small white she-cat with green eyes

Queens:

Petalnose-pale gray she-cat with blue eyes

Kits:

Sagekit-pale gray tom with green eyes

Mintkit-gray tabby she-cat with blue eyes

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Prologue

The pale gray kit let out a squeal of fear as a Twoleg loomed over him and his family, yowling in some strange language. It lashed out with its strange-looking forepaws, then plodded away clumsily on two spindly legs. He struggled to press closer to his mother, but he was much too weak. He could faintly see the shape of his sister, Mint, laying beside him. The two siblings were lying by their mother's soft, underbelly fur. They both smelled of sickness, and a bitter scent wafted from their mouths; they hadn't eaten in days. They hadn't been able to suckle from their mother, and she hadn't had a bit of food in days either. She was coughing, her voice hoarse with every cough.

He squirmed as his belly rumbled with hunger. He mewled to his mother pitifully, but she only looked down at him with apologetic blue eyes.

"I'm sorry, Sage, I've no milk. The Twolegs won't give me any food." She looked so weak, as if a simple breeze would knock her off her paws. She rasped her tongue over her son's pale gray fur, her eyes affectionate. She then sniffed her other kit and began grooming her.

Sage pushed against his mother's belly, demanding milk.

She let out a sigh. "I'm sorry, I have no milk. But we'll survive, somehow. Your father promised that he'd help us. He'll come visit soon."

He whimpered and pushed his sister Mint out of the way. She let out a small kitten-snarl of protest, but didn't fight back. She was too weak.

His mother sighed and nudged him away. "Stop, Sage."

He glanced up at her defiantly, then settled down, closing his eyes as more hunger rumbled through his stomach, making him feel hollow and dead. He let out a tiny sigh, causing dust to rise up into a small cloud. It settled down immediately, and he breathed out again, watching with amusement as the dust floated up into the air once more. After a few times, though, the hunger became unbearable, and he turned away, letting out a soft whimper. Mint, his sister, was asleep, curled up like she was a mouse trying to hide from a predator. He looked up at his mother, who was flicking her ears around, her eyes flittering to every small movement, her muscles stiffened.

She must be wondering where Rainfur is, Sage thought to himself. Rainfur was his father, but he wasn't a housecat. He lived out in the forest as a loner, but came by to visit often, usually with fresh-kill. I hope he gets here soon, I'm so hungry! Sage prodded his mother and mewed in a hoarse whisper, "I'm hungry, Mother. Milk."

She shook her head sadly.

"Milk. Milk!" he demanded.

"Shh, you'll wake your sister."

"Milk! Milk!" he squealed, mewing pretty loud for the underfed and weak state he was in.

He felt Mint stir from beside him, and she joined in the wailing, at a softer voice though. "Milk! Milk! Milk! Milk! Hungry! Hungry!"

Their mother, looking helpless and defeated, hushed them with a sweep of her tail. "Stop," she ordered sternly. "I can't help it! I have no food, no milk! I can't help you! The Twolegs are letting us starve! And we're trapped inside this nest!"

Sage and Mint both flinched away from their mother. Sage let out a small wail and sat down, feeling as if he'd drop dead at any moment. "Hungry," he sighed, before curling up beside his sister.

She looked down at them, her blue eyes soft. "I'm sorry, kits."

Suddenly, there was a small tapping noise at the transparent object. Their mother looked up, then leaped up to the ledge just below the transparent wall, meowing. Sage strained his neck up to see what was going on, and immediately felt happy. Rainfur! He let out a mew to alert Mint, then watched as his mother pressed up against the transparent wall as if to rub her fur against Rainfur's. In his mouth was a mouse, a fat and juicy looking one at that. But there was no way he could pass it to the queen, the Twoleg had blocked all openings.

Rainfur was mewing something to the gray queen, and she flicked her tail in reply.

Sage watched as Rainfur jumped down, disappearing from sight. He sighed, all hope was lost…

What do you think? I know, I finally put it up!!! Yay! Please review!!! It was kind of sad, but the rest will be much better, I promise you.