PROLOGUE

The forest was quiet, as it usually was. Major disruptions had never accured in this forest and it seemed impossible that it would ever happen. The silence was broken by two cats trecking through the forest. One, was black-and white, and constantly flickered back and forth across their surroundings. The other was a cat with Ice blue eyes. Eyes that were not only hers.

The tom broke the silence and nervously asked, "Icestorm, are you sure about this?"

The she-cat answered with a cold stare that told him all he needed to know, but she spoke anyway, "Patchpelt, you know how much this means to me."

Patchpelt licked his companion effectionally on the ear, "I know, but you should know that no matter what decision you make I will always like-"

A meow from a short distance away cut him off. "Icestorm, who is this?"