Chapter 2: Willowclans legacy

"Foxkit! Foxkit! come on, come on, we gotta go! Mama said she had someone for us to meet!" Blackkit rolls Foxkit over and Featherkit pounces on them both sending her into a fit of giggles. Blackkit jabs Foxkit, "wake up Foxkit!"

"Alright alright alright! I'm up! Get off of me featherkit I can't see past your fat fur!" Foxkit begins to laugh as Featherkit unsuccessfully attempts to roll off of her and onto Blackkit. "I had the weirdest dream," she half walks half runs over to her mother and pounces on her tail. "Mama did you know a cat named Darkstar?" Foxkit rolls onto her back and bats at her mothers tail. Willowsong stops drinking from a riverlet streaming off the nearby rubble, her eyes narrowed.

Willowsong looks at Foxkit, "Where did you hear that name?" then wraps her tail around herself.

Foxkit looks up at her mother curriously, "he told me, in a dream," she adds. Then she thinks for a moment as her mother calmly gathers her to her with her tail. "He said he was kin and something about foxes and Willowclan... Mama can you tell me about Willowclan?"

Willowsong sighs and looks to her other two kits, who happen to have gathered around her eagerly, then looks back to Foxkit with tears in her eyes. "Willowclan was our home a long time ago." longing creeps into her voice, "it was our home and the home of many other cats before us. You may not remember, or maybe you do," a glance in Foxkits direction, "but that is where you were born. I was in love with a handsome young tom named Bloodpelt. His father, Darkstar, was the leader of Willowclan and his deputy was an aging She-cat called Hornetgift. Bloodpelt was an amazing warrior and an amazingly acomplished hunter..." she pauses. "Darkstar told you of the prophecy didn't he Foxkit." She sighs again. "It is about time I told you that you three are clan cats... as are several other cats who live around here who do not have a two-leg, and some that do. You may not understand this now but we are the remnant of Willowclan, the only other surviving Willowclan members are Silverfur, his mate Lillywhisper, little Goldpaw, and Brushtail and her kits. You already know what a clan is, for all the times you've asked."

Blackkit interupts, "but you said the only clans were deep in the forest and there were only five of them..."

Featherkit pipes in, "Treeclan, Poppyclan, Eagleclan, Redclan, and... and... um..." her face thaughtfull.

"Starclan..?" Blackkit puts in smugly, "and it isn't REDclan its REEDclan." He puffs out his chest fur proudly untill Foxkit jabs him in the side playfully. "Ow! What was that for?"

"What was what for?" she grins as he jumps at her and they tumble and roll around the ground. Willowsong smiles as Featherkit joins in. She knows her kits will be put through many trials in the comming moons and seasons, afterall it was her own mother who had told the clan of the prophecy. She had to tell them eventually the horrible fate that had befallen the clan.

Foxkit had wriggled away from the pileup and sat on top of an old piece of wood, "star clan wasn't one of the ones that lived in the forest! Starclan lives in the sky, Nightclan lived in the forest," she then pounces on her sister and they tumble over toward blackkit.

"Blackkit, featherkit, Foxkit... I have to tell you what happened to Willowclan..." her three kits stop playing and hearing the tone of her voice curiously gather around their mother who gently pulls them to her side.