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Hollyleaf's pelt bristled with fury and irritation as she slipped from the nursery to face Sol.

'How dare you come here,' she spat each word out, her breath fastening. Honeyfern gathered Rainkit and Nightkit and shooed them back into the safety of the nursery.

Jayfeather curled his tail around Owlkit, since he spotted him in the medicine cat den again. Leafpool was sitting next to him, her breathing shallow with shock and disbelief.

'I want one of our kits, Hollyleaf,' Sol's voice was showing irritation slightly.

'It's my kits, Sol, only my,' the young she – cat cut him off.

'When you left, I heard different words,' answered Sol icily.

Hollyleaf's mind was racing. How could she be so mouse – brained to fall in love with this fox – hearted piece of crowfood?

'It's okay,' she calmed down herself quietly, 'It was the time you found out about your family.'

It was true. Sol was kind to her at that time. He comforted her, talked to her, taught her intresting things and then, so suddenly, she understood that she was expecting Sol's kits. After that Sol left, not saying good – bye, just disappeared. Hollyleaf only then understood that she repeated her mother's mistake, who she hated with all her heart.

'I left?' spat Hollyleaf in disbelief, 'It's you who left.'

Lionblaze padded to his sisters side.

'Shut up and leave us alone,' he growled his golden pelt fluffing up making him look twice his size, 'or I'll make you.'

Sol turned his pale eyes on Lionblaze and bore them into his.

'I will come back in a sunrises,' he hissed, 'pick the kit you'll give, or your clan will have trouble you never known.'

With these words Sol padded out of the camp and disappeared in the forest. The camp went silent. No one moved, spoke or breathed.

'What have you done Hollyleaf…' muttered Sandstorm. Even thought she said it as quietly as possible, everyone heard it. Cinderheart bounded to Hollyleaf and led the grief – stricken she – cat into the nursery.

Jayfeather leaned to Owlkit.

'You should go,' he muttered carefully, 'Your mother will be worried.'

Owlkit nodded and padded warily across the clearing feeling the gazes of his Clanmates. Nightkit met him in the entrance of the nursery.

'Where have you been, mouse – brain?' she hissed in his ear, 'Honeyfern will kill you!'

'She's not my mother,' Owlkit said crisply slipping into the warm den.

'Why did you leave the nursery,' the tabby she – cat rounded at him, 'Why don't you listen to your mother.'

Owlkit glanced crossly at the bundle of black fur, which was supposed to be his mother and snorted irritably. The next minute he felt guilty.

'Mother,' he muttered padding to her, 'Are you all right.'

Hollyleaf uncurled herself and looked at her son.

'I am, dear,' she whispered licking him between the ears, 'Go to sleep, we will all be okay.'

Owlkit padded into the darkest corner of the nursery, gave himself a quick wash and curled to sleep. Soon he realized that her couldn't.

'That Sol,' he thought, 'what can he do to the clan? Kill every cat?'

At the thought his belly churned with fear. He couldn't loose Nightkit and Rainkit. Just couldn't. What could he do?

'I don't know!' he wanted to shriek with anger, 'Help me someone.'

The forest was quiet. Most of the cats very sleeping. Only wind was whistling through the branches. Suddenly the answer came itself.

'I must be the kit to leave,' mewed Owlkit out loud. Honeyfern shifted but didn't wake up. Pain and sorrow stung the kit, but he understood that he must do it. He.

Calmed down by his choice a bit he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

'You made the right choice, small one,' whispered a soft voice. Owlkit spun around. A big gray she – cat was standing in front of him. 'My name is Bluestar, I used to be the leader of ThunderClan,' she continued gently, 'I am proud of you.'

'Thank you Bluestar,' mewed Owlkit awed, 'It's for my clan's sake.'

'You think like a warrior,' muttered the gray she – cat, 'And behave like a leader.'

Owlkit nodded a thanks.

'May StarClan light your path,' murmured Bluestar and touched her nose to his ear, 'Good bye now, little warrior.'

The leader began fading, as the kit felt his mother's sweet scent sank into his fur. He felt a pang of pity for his family, when he leaves.

'Wake up, dear;' muttered Hollyleaf softly, 'it's late.'

Only this minute Owlkit understood how much he loved his kin, clan, the forest.

'Mother,' Owlkit began sternly, 'I made my choice yesterday.'

'What choice?' asked Hollyleaf surprised, pausing at the exit.

'I will leave with Sol,' answered her kit.

There was a moment of silence in which Hollyleaf tried to understand what her own kit told her.

'But…' she began to protest, when Owlkit cut her off.

'Rainkit and Nightkit will become apprentices in a couple of day,' he mewed almost sighing of envy, 'I want then to become great warriors. And I must follow a different path. Besides StarClan approved my choice and I am following the warrior code. Let me leave, Hollyleaf.'

His mother stayed quiet for a second, the leaned to him and whispered into his ear: 'Follow your heart, son, you have a heart of a warrior.' Then she padded out of the nursery to tell Firestar about Owlkit's choice.

The camp gathered in the clearing waiting for Sol. Nightkit and Rainkit were sitting on both sides of their brother.

'I will miss you, Owlkit,' Nightkit whimpered.

'Me too,' sniffed Rainkit, 'we might not see you ever again.'

'Of course you will,' Hollyleaf's voice crackled with grief and pain.

Firestar padded to the small kit. 'Take care, Owlstar,' he whispered in his ear at the moment when a familiar scent struck Owlkit's nose. Sol.

'Stop there,' the kit hissed as the tom halted in the entrance of the camp, 'I am coming with you.'

His mew was almost a growl.

His mother leaned to him and licked him one last time, as Owlkit took steps to Sol. He was beginning a new, different life. Away from kin, love, support and clan.

'We will always remember you,' whispered Leafpool from the back.

Owlkit took more steps and finally stood in front of his father.

'Come on,' he spat at him, 'take me wherever you want, but leave my Clan alone.'

Sol's whiskers twitched with amusement.

Fury ran down through Owlkit's pelt. This piece of crowfood found it funny!

The kit glanced back at his home, his clan, his life. She – cats were crying, toms hung their heads.

Owlkit shut his eyes and padded out of the camp Sol following him.

'May StarClan light your path!' he heard Jayfeather yowl.

'May it,' answered Owlkit silently and followed Sol.