Chapter 1
It was cold. Very cold. Honeypaw struggled against the wind. She had been forgotten on the great journey. Honeypaw could not find the rest of the clans. She looked everywhere. Honeypaw was freezing. She could feel the cold go through her pelt and reach her skin.
Honeypaw panicked as a gust of wind blew her halfway over. She needed to find somewhere to shelter from the wind. Honeypaw found a bramble thicket and wriggled underneath of it. It would have to do until the snow and wind stopped. Honeypaw thought sleep would never come but eventually it overtook her and dreams flooded her mind.
Honeypaw opened her eyes and she was in a forest with lush green grass and trees as tall as the sky. "Where am I?" Honeypaw asked herself confused. A gorgeous light grey she cat with blue eyes walked up to Honeypaw. "I am Bluestar young kit," she said, "I was once the leader of Thunderclan. You must find your way home Honeypaw. You are the key to the safety of the clans." Honeypaw tried to ask what Bluestar meant but the grey she cat had already faded away. "wait," Honeypaw wailed. " What do you mean?" But the grey she cat already faded and nothing lingered of her except her sweet sent.
Honey paw blinked open her eyes and she was back under the bramble thicket. She didn't know what to do. Honeypaw scrambled out of the thicket shaking her pelt and smoothing down the hair on her chest. She had to find the clans. If what the grey she cat said was true then she would have to save the clans. Honeypaw started walking and was trying to pick up the sent of the clans.