Prologue

The storm of the night blew leaves across the clearing, as the rain pounded against the hard muddy forest floor lightning flashed in the sky raveling a tree branch that had gotten scarred from a previous lightning strike that occurred only moments earlier. A tiny blue-gray tom padded from the moss entrance of the dark nursery den, his ice blue eyes gleaming as the light show of Lightning occurs. A horror filled shriek filled the air as a black shade jumped toward the tom, he froze in horror not knowing if this was his early end of his life. "Stormkit!"