The Smallest Kit

by Duskcloud

Snickers was born and raised a kittypet, or so she thought. At three moons old she joins the clans to find that her past may be different, and her future is just as mysterious as she receives an strange prophecy from StarClan. My first fic!

1. Prologue

Prologue

A light-brown tabby huddled in a clearing at the forest's center. The snow on the ground was deep, but the tabby had cleared a circle in it. A soft mewling came from beneath her.

A tiny kit, dark grey with light brown tabby stripes on its back, was begging for milk. The tabby queen looked sympathetically at the kit before picking it up and whispering

"It's not far now." The tabby carried the kitten as she leapt across a narrow stream.

Cautiously, she trotted through the semi unfamiliar pine wood. When at last the queen reached her destination, she placed the kit in an area protected from snow. She backed away slowly and sorrowfully. No doubt this would be the last time seeing her kit, and it would probably die before anyone rescued it. She had to leave it. There was no way anyone could find out about the kit.

As she padded away, the tabby queen heard a faint voice on the wind. She could just make out the words,

"The smallest one bearing no clan will be the strongest of them all." The wind howled and the tabby shivered. Was this a new prophecy? And if it was, who was this 'strongest cat'?