Prologue
A white cat was running between the nursery and the medicine cat den, shouting orders to any cat they could find. When, a white kit came tumbling onto the ground. Next came a kit with a pelt as dark as night. The last kit was a grey kit, who looked exactly like her mother.
"My beautiful kit." the mother purred to her grey kit, wrapping her tail around it.
"Here are your other two kits." the white medicine cat purred
"They are not my kits." the mother yowled "get them out of my sight."
The medicine cat took of in a run, with the two kits dangling from her jaws. She set them down on the snowy forest floor.
"I will keep you two. Since I can't have kits of my own." the medicine cat purred "you can be the first kits to join winter clan." she took off running towards the other clans' territory, to gather all the black and white cats she could find.