This is my first fanfic. It's basically an on-going story; so no sequels for your own convenience. This part of the story is not as important so you don't have to read it. It's just the background events from the past not so long ago. R&R please.

Prologue

Meow meow. The meows of newborn kits echoed through the cold forest. This was never an easy time for one on its own. The trees surrounding the four cats, were bare and the ground had almost been frozen. The whole clearing was completely filled with snow, proving just how difficult this leaf-bare would be. These kits would be lucky to even survive the next couple of moments.

The mother laid limp from exhaustion while a muscular white tom nudged the blind kits toward their mother. One of the kits looked just like her. A light tabby kit and the other was pale silver. He curled around the two kits in an attempt to warm them until the mother had regained her strength. As the tom settled down in a more comfortable position, he suddenly twitched his whiskers in surprise as a gold brown figure sprang out from behind the undergrowth.

The gold brown apprentice trotted toward the two full-grown cats and dipped his head as he recognized them. " Froststorm," meowed the apprentice. "The Clan has been searching for you both since sunrise." He glanced over at the queen lying completely drained and waited for his mentor's order.

"Go and fetch Greenpool." Froststorm meowed and the apprentice quickly vanished under the covering. "And hurry, Brackenpaw!" he meowed, calling after him and saw a flick of his tail as a sign he had heard him.

Moments later, Greenpool emerged through the undergrowth with a bundle of herbs firmly tightened in her jaws with Brackenpaw trailing behind her. As they reached the cats, Greenpool quickly dropped the herbs and anxiously examined the tabby-colored mother.

"Dawnflower will be fine," she reported, and then turned toward Brackenpaw. "Chew this and try to feed her it. It will help calm her down . . . just in case. But remember that she is still very weak." She pushed the herb, thyme, toward him and he obeyed her command. Greenpool hurried over to where the kits had been placed and she sniffed them.

She stopped and stood rigid as she nosed the tabby kit. After a heartbeat, she blinked her eyes and she suddenly became tense with urgency. "Lick that kit until you get its blood flowing," she ordered Froststorm, pointing at the silver kit with her tail. She began licking the other weaker kit but paused for a few heartbeats as she realized that it was no use. She looked at the lifeless bundle between her paws. She stood up and stepped back for Froststorm to take her place. "It is the end for this young one," meowing her thoughts aloud, her amber eyes filled with sadness and the knowledge of many other deaths.

Froststorm closed his eyes as he sat next to the kits, as though this was all a nightmare. When he opened them, he just stared at his lost daughter but remained silent, struggling to hold back a wail. There was nothing more any cat could do for this kit.

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The cold and bitter leaf-bare remained the same as it had. The news of Dawnflower's kits seemed like many moons ago. But it was just recently that an omen was sent down to the ThunderClan medicine cat. The medicine cat stared at Silverpelt in silence as she look over once more.

"Dark times are ahead and only the light in the sky shall determine the fate of our Clan," replied the young medicine cat thoughtfully as she read the Silverpelt.

"Do you know what that means, Greenpool?" the ThunderClan leader asked a bit puzzled at her words.

After a few heartbeats, the medicine cat replied, "One cat will save our Clan . . . or destroy us." She closed her eyes for a moment and then started toward her den. But she stopped when the young voice of the leader called her name.

"But you know who it is, don't you?" meowed Silverstar calmly.

Greenpool turned around, her eyes flashed but was soon filled fear. "The one meant to decide the destiny of our Clan has already been born."

She turned and walked shakily into her den leaving Silverstar standing speechless. Greenpool's words echoed through her mind and she feared for sake of the Clan. The time of their fate has been set.

I hope you liked it. It's not that exciting yet but I have an idea for the later chapters. By the way, I have the first chapter done! I'll try to have it up tomorrow.