A/N : Oh! Hello guys. Colonel reporting here! So, are you ready for the next chapter of PotWM? But first, I really wanted to apologise for posting so late. I don't usually post frequently, but I may promise you that chapters are going to be longer than 800-1000 at least. Also, thanks for the reviews! 4 reviews in the Prologue? Wow! Just give me a time to compose myself.*sniff*sniff* You guys are just so good! So, I would like to thank all the reviewers below.

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Firestar silently padded out of the camp in StarClan. After what seems to be a long walk, he settled down on a tall pine near the edge of a waterfall. It was his favorite spot, no matter back at ThunderClan or In StarClan. Here he could see the sunlight dancing on the rushing waterfall, but today Firestar was not interested in the river, rather at the sun itself. The sun reminded Firestar of something, something which…

"Greetings, Firestar."Bluestar's voice interrupted his thoughts and snapped him from his trance."Is something troubling you?"

Firestar blinked a few times to clear his vision before turning to his former mentor. He sighed and said."It is nothing, Bluestar. It is just… general weariness."

Bluestar immediately narrowed her eyes upon hearing Firestar's answer. "I've been your mentor for so long, Firestar. I know when you are lying and when you are not."

Firestar sighed again. "Very well. I am just thinking about Snowkit... the day when the hawk took him away."

Bluestar nodded sadly. "The day when I declared that stupid war against StarClan. How foolish I was at that time." She let out a bitter laugh.

'No, it was not your fault Bluestar, I would have done the same thing under that immense pressure."Firestar meowed.

They sat beside each other in silence for a few moments when Bluestar suddenly purred with a soft voice. "Tell me about that day, Firestar."

Firestar looked up at the sun again, and the surrounding changed into the old ThunderClan camp in Firestar's memory. The familiar scent of the Leader's den came back to him. He was Fireheart, ThunderClan's deputy again.

Flashback

"Bluestar, don't."Fireheart heard himself begging Bluestar. "You have been ill; this is bad for you. I am going to fetch Cinderpelt." He said as he backed towards the entrance of the Leader's den.

Suddenly, a blood-curdling shriek came from the outside of the den, accompanied by the flap of wing beats. Fireheart ran out of Bluestar's den, only to see a hawk circling on top of the ThunderClan camp. Cats were running around frantically to shelter, all except for one.

Snowkit! He was in the centre of the opening in camp, tumbling and playing, oblivious to the fact that a predator was swooping in the air. Fireheart could Hear Speckletail yowl as he watched in terror. The hawk circled once more before fastening it's talons on Snowkit. The white kit screamed, and as the the air left Snowkit's lungs, Firestar sprung into action. But Speckletail beat him to it, and the queen fought with the hawk, trying to get Snowkit back. At that time, Fireheart leapt into the fray and tried to bring down the hawk, but he miscalculated the distance and he fell short,missing the hawk. The hawk took advantage of this and swiped at Speckletail, who fell and the hawk flew away victoriously with the still squirming and screaming Snowkit.

End of Flashback

"And that's when you came in."Firestar concluded. "I could still remember Snowkit screaming as he was taken away by the hawk. If only I had acted earlier, I could have saved him..."

"It is not your fault, Firestar."Bluestar leaned toward Firestar and he buried his snout into Bluestar's pelt, just like when they were still mentor and apprentice.

"Come on, let's get back to camp."Bluestar said, jumping off the branch they were on.

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The white tom padded back to his den near the mountain. Blood trickling from the wounds inflicted by the sharp branches. The pain and the new rich sensation of hearing made him dizzy.

Suddenly, the shriek of a hawk sounded through the clearing, which made the cat jump. He immediately retreated into his den, curling up into a ball in the furthest reach of the stone cave, hoping it could calm down his fears. He could still vividly remember that fateful day , when he was still a kit.

Flashback

He played in the clearing happily, tumbling around with his moss ball in his jaws. A shadow loomed over him, but he was too immersed in his moss ball to notice it. Suddenly, he could feel sharp claws piercing his pelt. It was indescribable pain and he screamed. In midst of his shock, he could still see his mother trying to pull him down, but the one who clawed him hit her and flew away. Snowkit could only watch hopelessly as the opening that he once played in turning smaller and smaller. That's when fear overwhelmed him and the world turned black.

When he woke up he was still flying in the skies, but he could feel his captor growing weaker due to the long flight, so he acted on his instincts and tried to wriggle from his capturer. At first it seemed hopeless but after of few minutes of struggling, the cruel claws finally gave way and he plummeted to the ground below…

Time seemed to freeze as the ground approached Snowkit, but he, too, was frozen as well. He really didn't want to die when he was still so young! But gravity simply ignored his silent pleas and sent him plunging to the ground.

Snowkit crashed through the sharp tree branches, snapping some and sending him hurling into the thick bushes underneath. He laid there, unmoving, as his fragile body heaved up and down with each ragged and shallow breath, trying desperately to take in the precious oxygen. His small eyes turned glassy and threatened to close. Finally, in that twilight border between life and death, his feeble mind forming a wish to survive.

Then a burst of energy coursed through his body, bring an intense wave of pain. He opened his mouth to scream, but no sound came out. The agony slowly dulled,sleep quietly took over, and he lapsed into a state of unconsciousness.

End of Flashback

He opened his eyes and was immediately blinded by the strong sunlight seeping into his eyes.

This is not my den. Snowkit thought . He was in a brightly lit forest, similar to the forest near the ThunderClan camp in his fading memories. He had been here before, talking to the voice in his head, who turned out to be a lean dark brown tabby with long, sharp claws. They also trained in different battle moves and hunting the cat was not present toda. So Snowkit padded toward the forest, intent on improving his hunting skills. He sniffed theair for prey, and he immediately dropped into a hunter crouch when he heardthe sound of leaves rustling, slowly stalking his prey, ready to pounce...

An abrupt mrrw... of laughter startled him, causing him tostunble over his own paw. The sweet scent of a cat assaulted his senses, and when he looked up, a small, slender she cat padded out of the bush in front of him, her pale amber eyes sparkling with amusement.

"I am nota vole, Snowkit."She purred. "Although that was a nice crouch."

Snowkit slightly blushed. Not even his mentor had praised him before.

The she-cat continued."But I think there are a lot of prey up you could try it again there?"She said, gesturing with a flick of her tail. But Snowkit was more interested in the newcomer than his hunt. He had not seen anybody here except for the brown tom who tutored him.

"Who are you?"He said, voice wavering with uncertainty.

That earned another purr from the dappled-coat cat, her eyes twinkling in mock disappointment.

"I've been here for long, Snowkit. Are you sure you never knew me?"

Snowkit shook his head slowly, not remembering anything about her.

The cat sighed, and slowly shook her head, muttering."Well, when I died, you were not even born. It makes perfect sense that you never knew me."She paused and took a deep breath, and then she dipped her head, as if formally introducing herself.

"I am... Spottedleaf."

A/N: Oh! Spottedleaf is BACK! But why? It will be explained next chapter. Finally stuff could get interesting... Until next time guys!