Late one night, Graystar came into his den, with Frostpelt at his side. They were both tired from night hunting, so they lay down in their nests. Graystar had gotten lonely so he had allowed Frostpelt to have a nest in his den.

"Good night," Graystar murmured, half asleep.

"I love you," Frostpelt replied.

Graystar fell asleep, listening to the sound of his mate's breathing.

He opened his eyes. He was on a cool green meadow.

"I'm in StarClan," Graystar realized. He had only been there once before to receive his nine lives.

Two cats came running through the grass, towards Graystar. The she cat had orange fur and brown stripes. The tom was a silver tabby.

"Greetings Graystar," the orange cat said, as they approached. They sat in front of Graystar.

"Greetings, Tigerfur," Graystar returned the greeting. "Who is this?"

"I am Silverflight," Silverflight replied, in a deep and commanding voice.

"Why am I here?" Graystar asked.

"We have a prophecy for you," Tigerfur said.

Silverflight said, "The cat of the wolf, the cat of the fox and the cat of the meadow, will come together to bring back the Pride."

"What is the Pride?" Graystar asked.

"I'm sorry, we can't tell you that," Silverflight said.

"You must go now," Tigerfur said, as the meadow began to fade.

Wolfkit

I scuttled over to my mother Frostpelt and snuggled into her warm, snow white pelt. It was cold outside.

It was leaf bare. The prey was scarce. Frostpelt was barely producing enough milk to keep me and my brothers, Skykit and Redkit, fed.

Redkit kept kicking me and Skykit was mewling in his sleep. The nursery was too crowded with Owlfoot and her kits Birdkit and Sunkit and Frostpelt and Redkit, Skykit and me.

I crept out of my nest. Everyone was sleeping. There was a hole in the nursery wall. I decided to sneak out. I wiggled through.

I had never been out of the nursery before. The FlameClan camp was huge!

It was white! Frostpelt never told me it was white. I went over to some white. I poked it with my paw. It was cold!

There was a low thick bush. I ran over to it. I stuck my head inside. A pair of eyes looked up at me.

Oh no it's the warriors den!

I ran towards the nursery, hoping the warrior thought I was going inside. I looked back. Nothing moved.

I saw a tunnel leading somewhere. I was curious where it led. So I followed it. I came out in a sheltered leafy clearing. There was a rock on one side of the clearing. I went to explore.

I sniffed around the bottom of the rock. It smelt like herbs. I walked around the other side of the rock and there was a nest. The medicine cat Splodgepelt was looking at me.

"Oh sorry, I just . . . umm," I mumbled.

"Wolfkit, what are you doing here?" Splodgepelt asked sleepily.

"I can't sleep," I replied.

"Well, neither can anyone else with a kit on the loose," Splodgepelt said sarcastically.

"Sorry, I'll go back to the nursery now. Please don't tell Frostpelt"

"Go straight back and I won't tell."

I hurried back through the tunnel and to the nursery.

I wriggled back through my hole and curled up between Skykit and Redkit. I was tired from my expedition so I fell asleep almost immediately.

But before I fell asleep, I decided one thing. I would continue to sneak out at night and explore.