A/N I do not own Harry Potter or warriors (a couple of mentions)

If I did own Harry potter, Harry would have ended up with Luna! ^v^ $#**

Frost was trekking through the thick snow. The she-kits's ribs were showing through her white and grey pelt and her bright amber eyes were dull with defeat. She was shivering violently and the bitter cold seemed to bite every centimetre of her. Cold,tired,starving and alone. But the worst pain by far, was the pang in her chest she felt everytime she thought of her mother and brother. Both dead and far gone from this world. Her mother had died defending her kits from a hungry fox. Her brother had died from poisonous berries. And his death had been all her fault.

Frost wanted to give up. To let her body drop into the snow. Let death claim her so she could truly join her mother and Hawk.

She imagined the brown tabby with grey missed him so much. And her mother, Lilyfrost. It had been twelve days since her mother had died and four since Hawk had died.

I want to join Hawk and mother. I'm lonely and cold and tired and hungry. All I can see is snow and trees.I want it to all just end.

I have so much to say to you Hawk and mother. It will be so good to be able to to speak to you. Have you been watching me all this time? Oh, Hawk I'm so sorry. Your death was my fault. All my fault.

Frost thought of her mother's sacrifice.

Frost was the only living member of their family who they knew of. Their mother had sacrificed her life for her kits. Giving up on her life so easily, would be a poor way to repay her mother's sacrifice. What good was dying a coward? She should atleast give this life a shot.

Somehow she found the will to keep one paw in front of the other. To keep going. Yes, it was a tough journey. The last meal she had was seven days ago. Everytime she drifted into sleep she had terrible nightmares, so she was exhausted. Nightmares where she relived her mother's and brother's deaths over and over. The cold was painful as was the agony of alienation.

Why do I have to be so alone?

No father,mother or brother or her and the snow. Not even a glimpse of small animals.

What am I going to eat?

Frost's mother had little time to teach her kits to hunt for themselves, before she died. It had been a fluke that Frost and Hawk had caught that shrew they had shared. But that was long way back, where it wasn't snowing. There wasn't much prey in the snow. She sighed as she thought of the pampered and cosy overfed lives of kittypets. As gross as the food looked, it was much better than the hollow, aching, emptiness she felt in her the thought of being close to a no-claw disgusted her. Frost despised no-claws. She decided to to just take a power rest in tree hollow. Frost had no idea how long she lay . ? Well, not quite days, but still a long time. Frost had lost all sense of time.

Frost blinked in surprise when a ball of snow sailed centimetres away from her tree hollow hideout and hit a no-claw kit splat on the arm. The no-claw kits chased eachother continuously throwing the balls of snow at eachother.

No-claws are weird. How are they are not as cold as I am?

Finally she got up. Slowly. She plodded one paw in front of the other. Clumsily, as she was determinedly. She could make out a whole street of the no-claws' nests. Frost also seemed to have lost all sense of direction. She just walked blindly forwards.

I must be insane.

She was heading straight towards no-claw nests. Under normal circumstances she would have avoided them the way she avoided crowfood. They were her absolute last resort. She hated them, because of what they had done to her seemed to be no other option for her survival, recalled her brief encounter with kittypets, as her father was one. She wrinkled her nose imagining the food that no-claws served their kittypets which looked suspiciously like rabbit droppings. The strange and uncomfortable looking, colourful tendrils which were wrapped around their necks with a small bell on it. But, it most certainly was a better alternative to starving.

And I can keep my promise. I can live some kind of life.

She saw a pretty twoleg nest and was under the strange impression, most of the twolegs could not see it.

This intrigued her. She made her way towards stood just outside the door. So close. Frost could hear merry laughter from inside the house.

Will I ever be that happy again?

She stayed there for a longtime, not daring to call out. Not sure if she had done the right thing.

Her exhaustion and hunger overwhelmed her as she blacked out.

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"How much longer do we have to travel, mother?" Frost asked the white and brown tabby she cat.

"We have been travelling for days. How much further? Why are we going so far away?" asked Hawk.

Frost and Hawk had not seen their father Ollie for several days before their journey and had relentlessly questioned their mother as to what had happened to him. She would not tell them and insisted on changing the subject when it was brought up.

Lilyfrost sighed and was silent a long time. She led them inside a tree hollow.

"I always thought you two were too young to exposed to the real reason we are on this journey. Why we have not visited your father for almost half a moon. Why we have stayed so far away from twolegs. But you two are almost six moons old. I believe it is time I told you"

The two kits' eyes went huge.

" I was once a member of a group of cats called Skyclan. A respected warrior. But one day I whilst was stalking a mouse which led me deep into the no-claw's territory,I was taken by twolegs and kept as a kittypet. I hated the trapped, padded life. But then I met your father. We soon fell in love. I escaped and lived life as a loner for a little while. Though he would sometimes visit me. I decided to make the journey back to Skyclan. But I was sorely . Skyclan had been driven out their territory by twolegs and on my back I realized I was pregnant. I could not make such a long journey to find the whereabouts of my clan when I was pregnant so I spent time with Ollie. As you remember he helped raise you as kits. As you also probably remember too, Ollie had suffering from difficulty with breathing. Then these sinister lumps were growing on his belly. I left you with Daisy to take care of you whilst I went to see your father. I watched the twolegs take him inside their car. I followed them and they went inside this strange some time they came back. With no Ollie. I was very suspicious. I spoke to some other kittypets. They said he must have been 'put down' which means they killed him. I have been wary of no-claws you should be too."

Frost and Hawk just stared at her. No one said a word for a long time.

"So we're looking for Skyclan?" Frost asked finally. Frost felt as though her entire world was spinning before her eyes. These new discoveries were overwhelming. The three cats soon fell asleep.

Frost was nudged to her paws by her mother and the three cats left in the pale dawnlight. The journey seemed to go on forever. In between eating freshkill,drinking and sleeping. The environment around them constantly changed. It kept the kit's boredom at ease for a while at least. They spoke to eachother in hushed voices.

"Alright kits, lets play I spy" mewed their mother trying to be upbeat. She fooled no one, but Frost and Hawk were grateful for the distraction.

"I spy something yellow" said Frost,

"The sun?" suggested Lilyfrost.

"A bird" said Hawk.

"Nope" mewed Frost triumphantly. "A daffodil!"

The next event shattered their whole world.

It happend so quickly. A fox sprang from the bushes, its eyes fixed hungrily on the kits. Lilyfrost sprang forward furiously clawing and spitting at the fox in an attempt to defend her kits.

"Run! Get out of here! Save yourselves whilst you still can!" she yowled blood pouring from the many wounds in her body, alarmingly like a fountain. Hawk and Frost who had been frozen with shock, came to their senses and ran. They ran for a long time until they reached a small tree two kits huddled together, desperate for comfort. they after a while found sleep. Even after they woke up there was silence for a long time.

"I will go and check" Frost said at last, her fear pounding through her body.

"I'll go with you!" said Hawk who tried to sound brave, but the crack in his voice gave him away.

Frost wanted to protest but decided it would make it easier if both of them went. They hid behind every bush and tree in sight on their way. Their ears pricked, eyes furtive for the slightest sign of danger. They gasped, because the sight that met their eyes was absolutely horrifying. The body of their mother,bearing many wounds and scars, a furious expression permanently on her face and her eyes gazing into the worst fears had been confirmed. Their mother was dead.

Hawk couldn't bear to see his mother in this state and wanted to had to say one last goodbye before she was ready to leave. She brushed muzzles with her mother one last time.

"Goodbye mother. I'll look after Hawk. I promise" she murmured fervently

The two siblings were in such low spirits they did not say one word to eachother for the rest of the rest of the day. They traveled for days having only eachother as company. They spoke to eachother to pass the time. To ease their fears and pain. Between them they only ate a shrew. Both were starving. Frost spotted a bush with bright red were getting so desperate they were even willing to eat something that wasn't as satisfying as freshkill. "Let's eat these pretty berries!" declared Frost leading her brother towards a berry bush. As expected Hawk was ready to go along with was slightly smaller and a little more desperate than Frost. He ate three berries eagerly. Just as she was was about to help herself,Hawk collapsed. "Hawk? Hawk!" she yowled. He was scrabbling desperately and struggling to breathe. Frost realized that the berries must have been poisonous. "Noooo!" she cried. She thought desperately as to what she should do. But Frost was as helpless as Hawk was. She felt like a terrible sister. She was supposed to take care of her smaller brother and she had led him to his death. Frost could only watch Hawk and attempt to comfort him. Hawk finally ceased moving and was still. Frost lay by his body for a long time.

His death is my fault. All my fault. And I broke my promise.

She travelled for days her guilt consuming her as well as her hunger,coldness,solitude and exhaustion.

Frost opened her eyes and she was no longer in the snow. She was wrapped in some blankets she saw a bowl of water and a bowl of food on either side. She lapped up the water and wolfed down the cat food in a few large bites.

When was the last time I was so full?

Frost's eyes were adjusting to her environment. She saw a female no-claw with a fiery red pelt on her head. Her mate had messy black head pelt and his eyes were magnified by round see-through thing which was balanced on his nose and which made his eyes look owl-like.

Red and Owleyes.

There was a male no-claw with a wild tangle of dark hair and next to him a male no-claw with brown head fur and thin scars and was raggedly dressed.

Tangle and Scruffy.

The last person was a portly and short no-claw with mousy head fur. He twitched a lot and reminded Frost of an oversized rat.

Ratface.

Frost was a little apprehensive.

No-claws killed my father.

They saved me from dying.

I will just have to let my destiny happen.

A/N Hope you enjoyed my first chapter of this story. Comments,reviews, and feedback of any sort is appreciated. Loved it? Hated it? Thought it was Ok? I would love to hear your opinions and how I might improve. This fic will only be two or three chapters long and I will update this as soon as I can. It will take a few days though.