"Soulstar is looking for you" a tall white cat approached the nursery.

"Soulstar?…that's odd." A beautiful white cat with green eyes emerged from the nursery. "I don't know I'm just following orders."

The taller cat replied. The she-cat hesitated and glanced at her kit who was sleeping in the nursery.

"Alright then…" she left her kit in the nursery and padded over to the leaders den.

"Come in" a voice called and the she-cat entered the den on her leaders command.

"what's this about Soulstar? I need to look after my kit he isn't even a moon old." she met her leaders gaze with concern.

"I need you to take the kit and leave" she meowed at last in a calm and meaningful voice. "what!?" The she-cat took a step forward her voice hoarse.

Soulstar stood up she remained calm "The wolves are threatening the camp more than ever and as leader I need to be sure that every cat is safe"

the white she-cat was speechless "b-but what about the rest of the clan!" she stammered.

The clan leader looked long and hard at the queen and opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted by a loud fearful yowl from the entrance to the camp.

"They're Here!" Soulstar burst out her den closely followed by the white she-cat.

She and Soulstar skidded to a halt as five large grey wolves burst into the camp.

"Go! Run" Soulstar wailed but no-one could here her over the barks of the justified wolves.

Every where cats where screaming. The she-cat desperately called for her kit "Icekit!, Icekit!"

it was no use the mother was just growing attention to herself. She ran around looking for her lost kit but she tripped and fell on the snow.

She looked up again and saw standing over her was the leader of the pack of wolves.

The she-cat's eyes widened in fear she quickly rose to her paws and feebly swiped a claw at the alpha.

He seemed to smile at the helpless cat who was no weaker than a newborn kit. With one small hit she fell to the ground trembling.

The wolf bit down on her neck before stalking away leaving the white she-cat lying motionless on the grown. Eyes still round with fear.