The warm breeze of the wind made Midnight feel glad to be free. Almost. He and his older brother, Dusk, had been kittypets for around 12 moons. He never left the Twoleg nest. Until today. He padded out into the clearing, where the two Twoleg kits played. "Where are you going?" Dusk called out of the shadows. "Oh, umm, just looking at the forest." He explained. "OK, be careful, remember what happened to Marshmallow?" He added. "Hard to forget when you keep reminding me with every little thing I do!" Midnight added over his shoulder. As he padded towards the forest, he felt more like himself, more free. He looked around. I wonder what lies beyond the forest... he asked himself. A flash of brown caught his eye. He spun around quickly, to find that a brown tom was lashing a paw at his muzzle. Help! he thought. This must be a wild cat. I wonder where they live? When he started to battle back, another cat leaped onto the tom. He yelped, but held his ground. It was Dusk. "You see? This is why you don't wander too close to the forest!" He hissed. "You couldn't have resisted either! I know you better than that." Midnight replied, out of breath. The brown tom stumbled on his paws and fell to the ground. He hopped up, tail high. "I've never seen kittypets fight like that!" He exclaimed. "Who are you?" Dusk asked. "Oh! Right, I'm Arrowpaw. I was sent here by our leader, Frozenstar, to hunt for prey." "Oh, I'm Midnight, and this is my brother, Dusk." Midnight said. Dusk nudged him. "Didn't mother teach you not to talk to strangers?" He breathed. Then, as he saw Midnight droop his head, he remembered. They had no mother. "This is IceClan territory. But now that theres a Twoleg den with dangerous kittypets, we might want to give this part to StormClan," Arrowpaw added, sounding cheery. "Clan?" Midnight asked, sounding suddenly interested. "Right, well, there are four Clans, IceClan, SunClan, StormClan, and ShadeClan. I'm in the best of the four, IceClan." He replied. Midnight picked up a strange tingling scent, like Arrowpaw's. "Oh no, you guys may want to go, thats Frozenstar." Arrowpaw added. "Your leader?" Midnight asked. "Yes." Arrowpaw said. Frozenstar padded out. Midnight looked shocked. "Bow down." Arrowpaw whispered. Midnight and Dusk dipped their heads in respect. "Arrowpaw! Who are these kittypets?" Frozenstar demanded. "T-this is Midnight, and his brother Dusk." Arrowpaw stammered. Frozenstar inspected the two kittypets, Midnight was very fluffy, while Dusk sleek and muscular. They were both black, with green eyes. "Very well." He replied. "I was watching you battle with Arrowpaw." He said. "You were?!" Arrowpaw exclaimed. "I mean, of course you were..." Frozenstar just sat down. "IceClan needs brave and proud warriors," he murmured. "Does that mean..." Arrowpaw began. "Yes." Frozenstar broke in. "Midnight and Dusk, Would you like to become a part of IceClan and learn the ways of a warrior? You'll have to give up the soft life of a kittypet to do so." He added. Midnight and Dusk just looked at each other. "We could train as apprentices together! And we could share tongues and eat voles and mice together and hunt together and battle side by side!" Arrowpaw exclaimed. " We need to think about it before we make a final decision." Dusk decided. Frozenstar dipped his head. "My deputy, Darkcloud, will be here to receive your answer at dawn." Then he and Arrowpaw padded away, Arrowpaw yowling in goodbye. "So?" Midnight asked. "It would be cool to be a Clan cat." Dusk replied. "But it would also be hard. Think about the winters, no soft beds, no heated dens." Midnight sighed. "But we would get used to it. It's a new opportunity for both of us." Dusk acknowledged him. "I guess you're right. So have we made a decision?" Midnight asked. "Yes." Dusk replied. They heard a yell from the Twolegs. "Be up tomorrow and meet me by the forest." Dusk said. "Ok," Midnight replied. They bounded into the Twoleg den, curled up in their nests, and fell asleep.