"Eaglestar! Eaglestar!" yowled the injured cat as it burst into camp, sending fallen leaves flying. It gently placed the bundle of fur it was carrying at its paws, panting from the effort.

A scrawny brown cat slipped out from behind a huge rock formation. "Calm down, Shellfur," the brown cat meowed smoothly. "And what's that at your feet?

"It's, well…" stammered Shellfur.

"Yes? What is it? Don't be afraid to tell me," soothed the brown cat.

"Can we talk about this in private, Eaglestar?" inquired Shellfur.

Cats were streaming out of their dens and starting to form a crowd around them. Whispers were being carried to their pricked ears.

"Very well," Eaglestar agreed. She turned to her Clan. "ThunderClan, please continue what you were doing!"

Shellfur gripped the lion's scruff and followed Eaglestar as she led the way to her den, the rock formation.

"Now…where were we…ah, yes. Please tell me what that is," Eaglestar nodded towards the golden fur in Shellfur's jaws.

Shellfur laid it at her paws again and blurted out, "It's a lion!"

"What?" cried a very bewildered Eaglestar. "That's impossible!"

"Well then how did I find one?" asked Shellfur dumbly.

"Where did you find it?" Eaglestar didn't seem to notice Shellfur's question. "I hope you didn't leave the territory…"

"Of course not!" exclaimed Shellfur. I found it by the stream."

"The stream? That close to the border? We can't risk having another battle with ShadowClan." Eaglestar sighed. "If we lose again then ThunderClan will be lost forever…" A large tear started to roll down her cheek.

"Don't worry, Eaglestar!" Shellfur meowed, hoping to make her feel better. "They didn't see me. Besides, I was on our territory."

"That's what happened last time! A patrol simply set a paw on the line and was attacked and then we were insulted at the Gathering, which made us look weak. We can't bear another fight…oh, what are we going to do?" Eaglestar collapsed into Shellfur, weeping.

"It's okay. It's alright now." Shellfur felt awkward trying to comfort her leader. She had never been good at making cats feel better.

"Mew!" squeaked the lion cub.

Both cats instantly turned to stare at the once again forgotten cub.

"We have to name it," Shellfur meowed randomly.

"You mean we're keeping it?" asked Eaglestar.

Shellfur blinked. "You're the leader here. It's your decision."

"Oh, right…" Eaglestar stood up and shook herself. " Hmm… We'll keep it for now. If something happens because of this cub, it's back to the wild."

"Thank you!" shrieked Shellfur. "Yay! Now what should we call it?"

They inspected the golden lion cub. It was sitting with its paws tucked under it, eyes closed in a patch of sunlight.

"From this moment on, it shall be known as Raykit," announced Eaglestar. "Now, hand it over to Swanflight. She only has one kit, so she can take it in the family and feed it."

"Okay," Shellfur meowed and nudged Raykit out into the sunny camp.