Graykit's eyes widened as a warrior carried a sopping wet bundle of fur into Windclan's nursery. He started to pad towards the small kit, only to be stopped by his mother.

"Leave her alone she needs to rest. She's had a rough day. She was found on the edge of the thunderpath, abandoned and alone. We will take care of her now."

Graykit nodded. He headed back towards his nest and curled up, falling into a vivid dreamscape.

BUDDERY LINE BREAK!

He seemed to be on the edge of a thunderpath. The rank stench left his poor nose in agony. He backed up suddenly as a monster rumbled by. A small bundle fell out of the pure black monster and rolled to the side of the thunderpath. The Windclan patrol came by and almost passed the kit. One cat seemed to smell the kit and alerted the rest of the patrol. They sat by the kit and waited. They waited, but Graykit knew that no cat would come for the kit. As the Windclan patrol walked off with the kit his vision faded into a white mist. A blue furred cat came into view, looking panicked.

"Tell no one what you have seen until the time is right!" The blue she-cat said.

"But-"

"No buts, swear you won't."

Graykit was troubled, but he swore he wouldn't tell what he had seen until the time was right, or Starclan deemed it necessary. He then woke up with a jolt. His mother was still not awake, but what he saw truly woke him up. The kit that had been on the side of the thunderpath was the same one curled up into his mother's side, and his. She was a beautiful tortishell (AN: sorry about some misspellings). His eyes softened as she snuggled closer. She became his new little sister.

AN: Hi! Sorry about the short prologue, but I need OCs for all clans. I will also update not as often as you would like. Thanks for reading!