DISCLAIMER:

Last time I checked, I'm not Erin Hunter. The only thing I own about this chapter is Dawn. And that last paragraph. That, in my mind, was a work or sappy art.

Bluefur looked down with compassionate eyes as her three young kits slept, all huddled in a pile, in a corner of the ThunderClan nursery. Two she-cats and a tom. Two had beautiful gray pelts, much like their mother. Yet, for some reason, the third (one of the she-cats) had a gorgeous coat of a calico and white mix. How a kit with a gray mother and a bracken coloured father could end up with a calico coat was beyond Bluefur's thinking. Their eyes were newly open, like many young kits. She had a hard decision to make.

Bluefur knew that Starclan and created a great destiny for her. The thing was, she would have to decide between her kits, and her future. It was then that she had learned a great truth. The entire Clan had known that Spottedpaw, a newly made apprentice, was destined to be a medicine cat one day. Bluefur,in fact, was the only cat to doubt her. Until she gave her the greatest shock of her life.

"Bluefur, may I tell you something?" asked the nervous apprentice, only a few days after Bluefurs' kits had been born.

"What is it, Spottedpaw?" replied the queen, wondering what Spottedpaw had to say.

"I-I had a dream" the apprentice stuttered. "Starclan told me something. They-they said that I had to tell you something. They told me to tell you that, well, that you had a decision to make. They said that

By dawn the lives of those lost will be saved,

yet only by sacrifice made."

The young cats' voice changed as she relayed the prophecy. Her eyes clouded over with a strange gray cloud, and her voice changed in the strangest way. At the end, Bluefur couldn't help but look at her little calico kit. She didn't know which one it meant, but she somehow knew that it was her. She gulped. The calico was her smallest kit, the weakest of the three. She had nearly died on her first night.

"What do you think it means?" Spottedpaw asked, having recovered from her change. Her voice was back to normal, and her eager eyes were bright again.

"I don't know what it means, but I don't think I like it." Bluefur said.

That was before their eyes had opened. She had no doubt what it meant now. Bluefur had shared the prophecy with nobody, and even Spottedpaw had been sworn to secrecy. The calico's eyes were a beautiful orange, the same colour of the sun at dawn. She knew what she had to do. She had to let Dawnkit (the name of the calico) go, but would she really give up Mistykit and Stonekit? The gathering was that night, and Bluefur was about to leave with the rest of the cats. She would be meeting with her mate Oakheart, during the gathering, and would be deciding what to do with the kits.

"Where's Dawnkit?" Oakheart asked as he approached Bluefur at the Sunningrocks, two days later.

"Sh-she-she's gone" Bluefur whispered. Dawnkit was actually huddled in an abandoned squirrel hole in a tree. Bluefur would be sending visiting her constantly until she was ready to be sent away, pretending she was keeping busy out of pain.

"Don't worry about her, Bluefur. She's with Starclan now." Oakheart meowed, comforting his mate.

"Please. Oakheart. just take the others and leave, before the cold gets them too" Bluefur sniffled. He picked up the kits and took them across the river. "Good bye" called a miserable queen as she watched her kits being taken away from her.

"Dawn, do you remember what you must do?" Bluefur asked her daughter, who was now 6 moons old, as they parted ways at Fourtrees on a chilly night.

"I have to leave, to find the cats that need me most. I must never forget you, and I must never return." replied the small cat.

"Do you remember that I taught you?" the warrior asked.

"Hunting and fighting. Take no more than I need, and hurt nobody I don't have to." Dawn replied readily.

"And do you remember what your siblings and father look like?"

"No"

"Will you forget me?"

"No"

"Will you miss me?"

"I will miss you with every step and breath I take until I am gone, and will meet you in Starclan" Dawn meowed as a silent tear escaped her eyes.

"As will I." Bluefur said, shocked by the beuaty of what her kit had said. "I will always love you"

"So will I, mom" Dawn said.

"Now go, before I change my mind!" Bluefur meowed, and watched as her daughter padded off, following the border of Windclan, in the direction of Highstones.

END OF PROLOGUE

Authors Note: I know, the end is a bit sappy. I'm not sure if I'll continue this. I'll see how the next chapter goes, and if I get any reviews. No flames please. This is my first story, and I didn't take much time on it. :)