The sky seemed to burst as a bolt of lightning splitted the sky. Whirlstar narrowed his eyes and grubbed the teeth deeper into the dead body of his prey. It was completely sodden from the flogging rain, and would probably be brackish when he came home to the camp. He should have listened to Treetail, somehow she always knew when there was gonna be a storm. But Whirlstar just said that "the bit of wind won't go to blow the prey away!"
Now he was nearly sure that it would, if there had been any prey at all. The bird between his teeth was the only one that had been stupid enough to leave her nest that night. The bird and Whirlstar.
The leader of Sky Clan lifted his head, rain fogged his sight. He blinked hard and tried to detect something through the haze of cold rain and black night. Was that the Mastertree, the tree that no cat could scale? He doubled back and ran blindly towards the hardly visible silhouette. Grotty blades of grass hit his face and water gushed under his paws out of the wet earth. Finally he could identify the gnarled, devoured roots at the foot of the tree. It was the Mastertree, from here he knew the way! From here he knew the paths back to the canyon, even in a night like this!
Suddenly it thundered that Whirlstars ears twitched, and almost at the same time the world shone in bright, white light. All of a sudden everything seemed cutted clear, everything in shades of deep black to blinding white. Whirlstar couldn't help crying out and squint his eyes. The bird slipped from his jaws and dropped down with a bump. He blinked, chromatic flares beclouded his eyes so that he didn't see what lied there at his paws next to the dead bird.
Whirlstar shrank back as another thunderbolt lightened a little, slack body. Sunk down there lied a kitten, its still blue, wide eyes glowed in the dark. Was it dead? Whirstar gasped for breath and stepped back. A quiet weep. No, it was alive. Whirlstar lifted his head and browsed around him wildly. No twinkle of cats eyes in the night, no noise of paw steps in the grass. "Hello?", Whirlstar shouted. Nothing. Only pouring rain. " Is there anybody?", he yelled again out into the dark. as an answer a flash rammed through the sky.
Whirlstar could amount the anxious face of the kitten, the fear in his eyes. Why was the kittens fur nearly dry? The canopy of leaves was sparse. Whirlstar stared at the tiny tom. "Did you fall from the sky?!", he whispered even though he knew that it was to little to understand him. The leader gazed up to the sky. The Star Clan hid away behind dark clouds. No, not the whole Star Clan. A single star sparkled brave through them. Whirlstar watched it for a while. Came this kitten right from Star Clan? He shook his head and looked down at the kit again. How could it be? The blue grey tom at his paws shivered. His fur was still thin and sticked at his little, bony body. No matter where he came from, he couldn't stay here. Whirlstar had to take him along. To Sky Clans camp. He gave the bird that he caught a short look. nobody would eat it anyways, drenched as it was. A low wail came from the kittens muzzle. "Shh, shh, its okay.", Whirlstar said gently "I'll take you home with me, you'll be safe there." He leaned down and took the little tom at his hackles. He kept still between the leaders jaws. Now the kittens fur was wet too, and made it heavier than it actually was. Slowly he headed to the canyon. 'He'll need a name', Whirlstar thought. It wasn't a hard choice. 'His name will be Skykit. His fur looks just as a cloudy sky...and it fell from there'
Behind him the single star at the sky faded.
I thought it was more as long as I wrote D:
Well, its just the prolog so...*shrug*