Prologue
"Hey, kittypet! Get outta here!" An angry voice yowled at a young she-cat kitten. The kitten smiled and closed her eyes, unshaken by the older cat's hostility. The kit opened her eyes, challenge twinkling amongst them.
"Why don't you, fish breath?" The small cat countered. The older cat, taken aback by this response, growled menacingly and bristled, sheathing and unsheathing his long claws into the snow flecked grass.
"You are invading territory that is not yours, young kit." A new voice spoke. Immediately, the other cats crouched down in respect. The small kitten confronted the new-comer with arrogant confidence. The new cat blinked, amusement glittering in her deep blue eyes. Before she spoke, the kit opened her mouth wide in a yawn.
"What is your name, young kit?" The she-cat asked. The kit looked up at the cat, unafraid.
"My name was Baby Girl, 'cause I'm small. But I don't like that name, so I changed it, to Honey. It sounds pretty, and that's the color of my fur. Why'd you want to know?" Honey asked, seemingly uninterested.
"Well, I was wondering, if a strong kit like you would like to join my Clan?" The cat asked Honey, ignoring the astonished murmurs amongst the other cats. Honey's eyes widened in wonder, and then narrowed in suspicion.
"Clan? There are only a couple cats with you; surely a Clan consists of a lot of others." Honey said, an accusing tone rising in her voice. Her hackles raised, and she bristled, her small claws unsheathing as she tried to look more threatening. The cat she had first encountered scoffed at her actions, and received a warning look from the she-cat.
The she-cat merely smiled and said, "There are more of us back at our camp. Queens and elders and apprentices and warriors. But I must warn you, young kit, each season bears hard work for us, and there are other Clans that fight for their territory and would've made you into the leader's nest by now. You will have to train hard to become what we call, warriors. It will be difficult, and long, but it will definitely be worth it. So what do you say, kit?" Honey's eyes grew wide as saucers, and they seemed to glow in wonder.
"Yes! I mean, sure, whatever." She replied as nonchalantly as possible. But she was shaking with delight and excitement as the older she-cat opened her mouth to speak, "Well, I'm so glad to have you in our Clan. My name is Creekstar, by the way." She mewed. Honey padded up beside her, excitement making her bound ahead. She would stop every so often for the other cats to catch up so she wouldn't get lost. The kit eventually slowed to a trot to match Creekstar's dragging pace.
Was this a dream? If so, Honey didn't ever want to wake up. This was a new start of her life, yeah; she liked the sound of that. A new chapter, a revelation..? Nah, didn't sound as cool. But Honey did like the new chapter phrase. So this was the start of a new chapter in this young kit's life.
