The Rise Of A New Leader.
Frostkit prowled theough the Grate Forest. She knew what scent belonged to which animal. Then she smelt a scent that smelt unfamiliar. She went into a hunters crouch, snarling.
"enimiey.." She snarled.
"I am no enimy." the voice said calmly.
Frostkit still didn't moved from her possistion.
A beautiful tortoiseshell she-cat padded towards her, and she smells the scent of Riverclan.
"Mothwing," She said.
"I have a message for you, young kit," She said.
"Yes. What is it?"
"water will rush through the forest, but only frost will save it."
Frostkit was confused by what she meant.
"What are you talking about?" She asked, her amber eyes confused.
"You will understand soon, Frostkit," Mothwing said, disserpering.
Frostkit suddenly woke from her dream. She looked arund. It was still dark.
The camp looks so much different at night, Frostkit thought to herself.
The leaders den was just infornt of the nursery, and she could see the shape of the leader Flamestar. His pelt shone out though the darkness and Frostkit felt herself being flushed with warmth. She didn't know what this feeling was, but she liked it.
(this is the first chapter finished. I need suggestions on what Frostkit's warrior name will be, so please help!)