A/N: This is a short chapter. Just a beginning.
Disclaimer: I do not own warriors or the clans. They belong to Erin Hunter.
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Nightstrike collapsed as the world went black. When she woke up again she was surrounded by shining pelts. StarClan.
"I... died?" Nightstrike asked.
"Yes" The cats said. Then a silver cat stepped forwards. "I am Icestar. I will give you another chance at the life you wanted. Just close your eyes"
Nightstrike woke up again. She was in the body of a small kit, but she still looked like she had before, completely black. She didn't know if she still had her green eyes. Nightstrike tried saying something, but it only came out as a whimper. A cat, her new mother, stirred.
"Is Nightkit awake Icefeather?" A nearby cat asked.
"Yes" Icefeather purred. Than her expression saddened. "But I wish Nightstrike hadn't died. She was my sister."
Nightkit opened her eyes and saw a silver cat, just like the one from StarClan lying on her nest. Nightkit wobbled unsteadily to her feet and looked around the nursery. She could see another kit sleeping. She nudged him awake.
"Wake Up" She whispered. "I want to go exploring."
The other kit stirred and opened his eyes. He got up, with visibly less difficulty than his sister. "Let's go then"
Nightkit left the nursery. "Why does it smell so... sad?"she asked, noticing a cat curled up at the side of another cat. A cat who was motionless.
Nightkit walked closer and saw a black she-cat laying on the ground. She froze.