Chapter 1

"The mouse is mine!" A little white kit with a black tail and deep blue eyes ran away from a smoky tom with white paws and emerald green eyes. "I had it first! It's mine!" he yelled again. Then a beautiful, silver she-cat with green eyes came out of the nursery.

"Calm down you two. You're going to wake the whole camp." She said gently to her two kits. "Now apologize to each other and share the mouse with each other and with your sister too." She said to Tundrakit and Smokekit. Then she turned to the den she came out of, "Specklekit," she called, "come out here and share this fresh kill with your brothers!"

Then came out another kit. This one was a light brown with darker flecks, and a lot of them. She yawned and trotted over to her family. "I'm coming mother," she said then stretched her back.

It was the beginning of Newleaf and the air was a little cold. The flowers were just beginning to bloom and the forest showed its true beauty finally after the long and hard Leafbare. The mice were coming out to warm their fur so there was plenty of fresh kill in the pile. Everyone was still recovering from the cold days and nights they just went through.

Just then Redfoot, the Deputy of StormClan, came out of the warriors den with two other warriors, Brindleheart and Duststorm, about ready to leave for dawn patrol. "Hey Silverspark!" she yelled over to the silver queen, "I see you and your kits are out quite early today. Any particular reason?" she seemed interested in Silverspark today, probably because she was the only cat with kits in the whole clan.

"Well, the kits got up pretty early so I decided to let them have their freedom to run around while the camp was still quiet. Sorry to disturb you while you were sleeping. It's a hand full taking care of three kits that are almost old enough to become apprentices." She looked at the three kits and continued, "Well, be careful while you are on dawn patrol. May StarClan bless you and guide you safely through the forest." She meowed to the group of cats.

Redfoot nodded to the she-cat in thanks and walked to the camp exit with the other two following her.

"Bye father!" the kits yelled to Duststorm as he padded out of the camp.

Smokekit whirled around and tackled Tundrakit. "Rawr! I'm a NightClan warrior and I'm going to kill you!" He jumped up onto Tundrakit's back and pounded his brother with his hind legs, claws sheathed. "Take that you scrawny SnowClan apprentice!" He yelled at his brother.

"Hey! Why do I have to be an apprentice from SnowClan! I want to be a senior warrior from StormClan!" Tundrakit complained.

"No, I'm from StormClan, you can be from EmberClan! Only because I'm stronger than you and you know it!" Specklekit taunted.

"No you're not! I'll even show you!" Tundrakit then pounced onto his sister and tussled with her until their mother split them up.

"Enough you two!" She scolded. "The other cats are up! Go into the nursery!" She shooed them away into the den and went to go talk to Spottedpelt.

While his brother and sister where playing. Smokekit decided it would be fun to go and follow his father. He looked behind himself to the camp exit; he saw the last glimpse of Duststorm's tail being swallowed by the ferns.

Smokekit crouched into the hunting position he had seen so many times before, and snuck away. He duck behind ferns and rocks at times and other times he walked behind a warrior like it was a normal day. When he got out, nobody made a fuss so he guessed nobody saw him.

He decided to practice his tracking skills. He put his nose in the air and at once he found the patrols scent. They were going towards the NightClan border. The dew on the grass was still cold since the forest was still recovering from Leafbare. Smokekit shivered.

He followed his father's scent for a while. The forest was so beautiful. The sunlight shined through the thin treetops and warmed his fur. It reflected off of the dew and lit up the forest floor. It looked like there were mirrors everywhere, glinting from the sunlight. Smokekit's green eyes sparkled at the marvelous world around him.

Then he stopped dead in his tracks.