Hi. I want to say I don't own Warriors. I want to. But I do own my cats. That's all I wanted to say.

A pair of green eyes shone in the dull light seeping through kitchen window. A young tabby kit yawned and stood up. 'Pansy!' He whispered. 'Are you awake?'

The calico she-kit beside him sat up. 'Twig! Its barely sunrise. Go back to sleep.'

'Pansy? Twig? Is that you?' A bright ginger kit on the far side of Pansy yawned and pulled himself into a kneeling position. 'What are you doing up so early?' He mewed.

'I don't know, ask Twig! He was the one who woke us up!' Pansy hissed. Twig hissed playfully and jumped on her. The two kits rolled around the soft basket, hissing and aiming slaps at each other with sheathed claws.

'Ahem!' The orange kit hissed impatiently.

'Sorry, Rusty.' Twig twitched his light brown tail in amusement, still attempting to unbalance Pansy.

'Why are you up so early in the first place?' The ginger kit mewed.

Twig stopped play-fighting. 'Well I...'

'...Woke me up.' A light brown she cat leapt off the chair beside the three kittens and into the basket.

'Mama! You interrupted my story!' Twig mewed crossly. 'Oh, I'm sorry. She said, amused. 'I want to hear your story, too.'

Twig looked at his mother, and then at his siblings. 'Last night I had a dream. I was at this pool, up in a mountain...'

'How do you know it was a mountain?' His sister interrupted. 'We have never been to a...' She stopped talking when Twig gave her a look.

'Anyways... There was a pool, that had crystal clear water, and paw-prints incased in the stone around it. Out of nowhere, some mist swirled around me, and then the mist turned into three cats: a blue-grey she-cat with a silver tinged muzzle, a large golden tabby tom and a pretty calico she-cat. The blue-grey cat stepped forward, and I saw her eyes where made of stars. Then I sniffed the air. All the cats smelt of the night time sky. I couldn't tell if they where house-cats or not. The blue-grey she-cat started opening and closing her mouth, as if she was trying to tell me something. then they all faded away. I tried to follow them, but I couldn't. Then I woke up.'

'Eyes made of stars? Smelling of the night sky? Twig, you must have eaten some bad cat food last night!' Pansy giggled.

'Pansy, thats quite enough.' Mama said sternly. 'I think that's a very interesting. I think we should talk to Smudge about that.' Twig gapped at her. Smudge lived in the house-folk nest next to there's. This meant that they where going outside for the first time!

Wow this was one short chapter. I really need to work on that. Oh well. R&R

Spotaroo