[[A/N:
Hey peeps… Please review if you like this, and I'll be glad to continue it… if not, I'll just make this a little oneshot.))
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The kit gave his first squeal as he hungrily started to drink his mother's milk.
The WindClan leader's voice rang out clear in the gathering;
Two more kits soon joined his side, but one of them gave a little shudder and died.
"We have good news. StarClan has given us a prophecy..
The other kit gave a little squeal, and died too, never to see light.
. They told us when danger comes; a silver fire will save the Clans,
The queen's mate nuzzled her, trying to comfort her, and the queen made a vow.
Though it shall be at the cost of his parents…"
She would do whatever it took to keep this little kit alive.
The Clans murmured sadly, as he continued,
"Hopekit," She announced his name, the strange ginger kit's name…
"Please look for this cat so that we made aid them." And the gathering ended.
An excited apprentice ran in, and shared the news of what happened at the gathering to the queen's mate, the queen, and the medicine cat. The medicine cat left the den to ponder, while the queen's mate padded out to hunt.
"Silver fire?" The queen quoted, eyes not giving anything away.
"Yup." The apprentice agreed, running out to probably tell all his friends, while the queen stared down at her kit… and she licked him thoroughly, hoping she was wrong, hoping the prophecy had nothing to do with her kit…
But two moons went by, the kit's fur, Hopekit's fur, was starting to show—a fine ginger red, but the kit had odd silver eyes and faint silver stripes going across his body. The queen knew the prophecy about the silver fire was about her tiny Hopekit. She knew that he was to save the Clans…
But she also knew she and her beloved mate would die in the process.
So she devised a plan… for surely StarClan could send another cat?
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"Wake up, Hopekit," Someone murmured, and Hopekit opened his tiny eyes to Suneyes, his mother—named after her beautiful yellow eyes. That's what she told him, and everyone seemed to agree with her. Everyone loved his mother, so naturally, everyone loved her kit, and so Hopekit was a happy, loving kit.
"Yes, mum?" He squeaked, but she put her tail to his mouth. Hopekit gazed at her eyes curiously, and if he was older, perhaps he would of understood what her eyes were saying… how being devoid of emotion could be very, very bad. But he barely understood emotion, so he didn't give her eyes a second thought.
"We're going out for a night adventure." Suneyes whispered, picking him up by his scruff.
Though he didn't understand her eyes being devoid of emotion, he could tell her voice being so emotionless and talking about leaving the camp was bad… for every animal is born with an instinct of surviving. But again, his age came into play, and though he did not want to leave the camp ( though he might have if it was morning—tonight it was dark and moonless ) , he wanted to be with his mother.
So Hopekit said nothing as she snuck around the camp-guard, and left the camp.
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RiverClan learned in the morning thatwhile Suneyes was asleep, her kit, Hopekit 'wandered out', and must have 'accidentally drowned in the lake'.
A kit's body was found, lifeless, in the shallow water of the Clan's lake.
They could only stare in sadness as they confirmed the kit's identity.
The ginger kit's identity.