PROLOGUE:

On the windy moors of windclan a queen kitted. The moment she dreaded for all her life was here. She couldn't stand to kill her own kits like all the other queens and live so she has to kill them with her."Star clan am I making the right choice?" she asked out loud. A hard wind nearly pushed her off the edge. Tears formed around her eyes. "This is it." She whispered to herself.

She remembered exploring camp for the first time and becoming an apprentice clanmates called her name as she glowed with pride. Her hunting skills were amazing and she was one of the best apprentices in all the clans. Shortly after she became a warrior she remembered him. His deep blue eyes glaring at her and kidnapping her. Torturing her so much that she would do anything, even eating crowfood to stop the pain. She was freed by her only family which was her father. Oh how much they loved each other and were closer than a queen and her kits. A wail erupted from her mouth as she felt herself contract. Behind her far behind her stood her father as she leapt into the unknown.

Mudstar wailed as she leapt off the cliff. "Starclan how can you be so cruel!" he yelled at the sky. Mudstar quickly ran down the slope and saw four kits in a bloodied mess on top of their mother. "her plan failed I must hide them before he steals them" he whispered. He bit into the sacks and licked their fur backward. Two had their father's fur, one was blacker than night and one shared his pelt. Poolheart walked behind him and gasped with surprise."My loyal deputy please take the two orange kits and place one in riverclan and one in shadowclan."

"What about the black one and the brown one?" she asked confused. "The black one shall be taken to the twoleg place and the brown one stays with me, take two warriors and tell no one." As his deputy dashed off he smiled at the little brown kit. She looked much like him but with a slightly squashed in face like her mothers. "I will call you Twigkit".