Prologue
A thin wind whipped through the small kits fur. "Mother! Mother help me!" he meowed in vain. " Mother please! Ivykit! Help me!" The small kit was walking in circles now, spinning with its eyes shut and mewing its cries into the chilling wind. The darkness was enveloping him. Suddenly he saw two blue eyes, the color of sky and ice. " Stonekit, listen to me." the eyes meowed in a cold harsh tone. The helpless kit stopped wailing, surprised the fierce eyes knew his name. " Listen Stonekit. Do not be afraid. I am here to help you out of here. This is only a dream, but not a dream from Starclan." Stonekit saw the eyes growing smaller and smaller and slowly, the outline, then a face of a large dark tabby tom with ice blue eyes. " This is a dream from the cats that are departed, but are not wanted by Starclan. No, your dream is from Darkpelt. And I, Stonekit, am your father, Hawkfrost."
