Prologue
A black she-cat was lying on her side with a golden she-cat looking over her. A gray tom-cat was pacing back and forth.
"Will she be okay, Goldpelt?" The gray tom asked the golden she cat.
"I do not know Smokefoot," Goldpelt said still looking over the black she cat.
The black she cat had blood coming from her mouth and deep gash in her stomach.
"I think it is more likely she will die," Goldpelt sighed sadly.
"But what about the kit," Smokefoot cried out.
Suddenly the black she-cat opened her eyes barely conscious.
"I am sorry Smokefoot," she croaked weakly.
"Save your breath Nighttail," Smokefoot said gently.
"The kit is not yours, it's another cat's kit from another clan far away," Nighttail gasped running out of breath.
"What!" Smokefoot yelled, "I thought you loved me!"
"I…am…sorry" Nighttail said as she passed out.
A tiny kit came out but as Nighttail's breathing stopped.
"She hunts with StarClan know" Goldpelt said sadly and started washing the kit.
"I forgive you Nighttail and I'm sorry the last thing you saw before you died was me upset," Smokefoot whimpered quietly as he nuzzled her body.
"I am so sorry for you Smokefoot." An ashy gray tom with ashy fur was standing a foxlength away.
"Thank you Ashflame" Smokefoot said quietly.
"I came to tell Goldpelt that Ivyclaw died aswell," Ashflame said calmly. "She was too weak from the sickness to survive giving birth."
"Silverpaw did everything she could do," he added hastily.
"Thank you Ashflame" Goldpelt said as she stopped licking the tiny kit. "We have to get this kit to camp before it dies of starvation."
As they walked to camp, Smokefoot walked up beside Ashflame.
"Before Nighttail died, she said that the kit wasn't mine but another cat's from a far away clan," Smokefoot choked out.
"Ivyclaw said that her kit wasn't Brackenstripe's but another cat's from a far away clan," Ashflame said shocked.
"I think I'll call the kit, Rightkit," Smokefoot said, changing the subject.
"Brackenstripe called Ivyclaw's kit Tigerkit," Ashflame replied casually.
"Who knows what secrets these kits might have," Smokefoot said, looking at the kit Goldpelt was holding.
"I don't think they know," Ashflame replied, looking at the kit as well.
"Nor do StarClan," he added quietly.
What do you guys think? This is my first story and I want to do good on it. Also I do not own the Warrior series all rights go to Erin Hunter.