Featherkit screamed as she fell.
It was hazy. The smoke burned her emerald eyes.
But right before she fell, something jumped from the side, barreling her away from the fire, and everything went dark...
She awoke, only to see a starry scenery, with two almost transparent cats sitting close by.
"Featherkit." One, a small black tom-kit mewed, rather maturely. He had her same features, the green eyes, around the same size, except Featherkit's left paw was a cream white.
The gray kit squeaked. "Ashkit!" She was so happy to see her... dead brother...
Realization hit the kit. "I'm dead..." She said dully. The other cat, a tortoiseshell she-cat, stepped forwards.
"No, Feather. You are knocked out." She meowed in a strong, bold voice. "I am Spongestar, former leader of SorrelClan."
She shuffled her paws. "Well, how come a leader from BirdClan didn't greet me?" She paused and looked around. "And wouldn't I have burned?"
The multi-colored leader smiled. "That, is for another time. Your name to StarClan was to be Featherstorm. And that is your name. You tell no cat about your clan, except your savior. You will live a new life, away from the clans. We will be there to guide your way."
And then, the stars swirled around, and everything flashed out.
Featherstorm's pretty leaf-green eyes fluttered open. She was in a small tree-den. A yawn escaped her jaws: It must have been a nightmare of some sort. She stretched and stood up, padding out of the den. She was immediately shocked, this was not camp!
A dark tabby-tom was facing the other way, most likely listening to the birds and prey rustling around in the grass. He turned around, revealing a small scratch in his right ear, and bright, ocean blue eyes.
"Oh, thank the Endless Hunters your're alright!" He mewed gratefully.
The smoke-furred feline took a step back, then accidentally stumbling backwards. "T-t-the f-fire?! I-it-it was r-r-real?!" She questioned, frightened.
The mystery tom tilted his head. "Why, yes, of course! And by the way, what was a kit like you doing by the fire? You are lucky you're not hurt!"
She looked at her paws. "Clan." was all she muttered. He took a nervous side glance. "Eh... yeah... haha... I'm Snake!" He smiled.
The she-cat breathed in the forest scents. Tell him your name. You will be staying here. A voice said in her head. She sighed. "I'm Featherk-" She stopped herself, "-storm, and it's a pleasure to... meet you?" The kit said in an awkwardly fashion.
He yawned. "You too. Well, something tells me you haven't learned how to hunt. We eat when the sun is in the middle of the sky." She gaped.
"That long?" Featherstorm complained, her stomach starting to growl. Snake chuckled. "Everyday!"
Sorry it's so short! Anyways, The next few chapters will be them getting to know each other, and yeah. Read and review, please! ^.^
