Prologue

A killer.

A thief.

A spy.

These are the three warriors that will one day bring mass destruction to our land, to our world. The forest is falling, falling, spiraling down into the darkness of light. The icy chill of leaf-bare brings cries of pain and hunger, but can also bring laughter and joy to our kits as they dab snowflakes with their tiny paws. The warm breeze of newleaf brings plentiful prey and sunshine, but can also bring death as poisonous berries blossom like tempting flowers. The hot peace of greenleaf brings a new dawn to our Clans, a new beginning. But it can also bring dreadful heat. The cool twirl of leaf-fall brings relaxing coolness after the painful heat of greenleaf. But it can also bring worry and frosts for the near leaf-bare, and prey starts to hide more often, becoming jumpier and jumpier. This world is not what it seems... for destruction is here, it is near, oh so near. Who shall save us now? Who will protect us from the deaths about to come? The answer is a kit.