Disclamier- I do not own warriors, but I own this story

Prologue

Cold……..so cold…….Bellapool shivered. She has never experienced a leafbare this cold. Already the clan has had greencough and whitecough. What will happen? How will they survive?

Bellapool looked up at a scratching of paws on the tree. Rainstar heaved himself up on the branch. His dark grey body was wind whipped and his paws were shivering. Snow covered his body from head to paw. His bright amber eyes were hazy with exhaustion and cold. Bellapool looked at the mewing thing that was held in his jaws.

A small kit shivered. It had long pure white hair. The kit looked up at Bellapool and she saw a bright amber gaze.

"Help it," Rainstar said, trembling as he set the small kit down. He turned and bounded down the tree.

Bellapool picked up the kit and set it by Shinetail's kits. The kits quickly huddled around the new kit, and made it drink up their mother's milk. The kit obliged.

Shinetail looked up, aware of a new mouth. Her eyes were filled with grief of the lost of her little kit. She looked down at the white kit.

"Snow." she whispered, and buried her head in the kits fur.

Bellapool smiled, happy that Shinetail had agreed to suckle the kit. 'Snow' she decided would be the kits name, Snowkit.

Right when Bellapool went up to her den, she looked at the moon. The snowstorm had stopped and the moon was almost full.

Agony hit her right in the muzzle. She collapsed on the floor, writhing in pain. She looked up and saw her old mentor; Joltclaw's green gaze was set at hers.

A day will come

When two will meet

And be nothing more than strangers

A day will come

When two will part

And be more than lovers

A day will come

When brown will become leader

And that day will come

And will only come

When Snow left a mark

The pain left Bellapool and the world became quiet and still, and she was reminded of the small little kit, suckling into Shinetail's soft sliver underbelly.

Snowkit?