-Chapter 1-

"Mistkit! I'm coming now! You better have a good hiding spot!" Kestrelkit bounded through the camp looking for her sister. The breeze blew her long cream-spotted fur in her face. She sniffed the wind. Her sisters scent was blowing up-wind. "I can smell you Mistkit!" Kestralkit mewed loudly. She leaped on top of a pile of discarded herbs from the medicine cat and a small squeal told her that Mistkit was underneath.

"Ha! I got you!" Kestrelkit exclaimed.

"Aww! Stupid wind!" Mistkit complained, "...could you get off me now?"

"Oh! Right..." Kestrelkit scrambled off Mistkit.

"Alright! It's your turn to hide Kestrelkit!"

"Okay. Remember to wait until mother says you can look."

"Yup!" Mistkit padded away and disappeared into the nursery.

Kestrelkit walked around looking for a hiding spot.

There! She spotted a log near the back of the camp and raced toward it. It was hollow and she could just fit inside.

Mistkit'll never find me in here! Kestrelkit thought, and she went further down in the log to the end so she could peer through and see if she was coming.

"Creekstar, I need to talk to you!" it was Spottedfern, the medicine cat. They were in front of the log Kestrelkit was hiding in.

"What is it Spottedfern?" Creekstar meowed.

"It's about the prophecy!" the tortoise-shell she-cat replied, clearly in panic.

What prophecy? Thought Kestrelkit.

"Calm down, Spottedfern! Tell me what happened!"

"Starclan reveiled more about it! They showed me an omen! There was a kestrel hunting a mouse and it was very misty outside. I think the cats in the prophecy are Kestrelkit and Mistkit!"

Kestrelkit gasped but quickly bit her tail as to keep silent.

Creekstar's fur went rigid, "Are you sure? They're just kits!"

"I'm dead sure!"

"But the prophecy mentions three cats. Who is the third?"

"Starclan didn't say."

Creekstar looked clearly upset. He marched back into his den without a further question about the prophecy.

Spottedfern went back into the medicine cat den.

Kestrelkit was confused. How could she and her sister be part of a prophecy?

"Got you Kestrelkit!" Mistkit pounced on her from behind.

"Ah! You scared me!" Kestrelkit exclaimed.

"It's your turn to find me now!" Mistkit pawed at her sibling's ear.

"I'm tired Mistkit. Can we go back to the nursery? I don't want to play anymore."

"Aw! Well... okay. Come on!"

Both kits padded into the nursery. Their mother, Rippleleaf, waiting for them.

"You're done playing already?" she asked, "That was short."

"We're tired." explained Kestrelkit.

"You mean your tired!" said Mistkit, "I'm not. Rippleleaf, can I play with Sandkit?"

The light grey queen nodded, "Of course."

Kestrelkit pretended to yawn and curled up in bed.

Rippleleaf sighed and padded over to her kit.

"What's wrong, Kestrelkit?"

"Nothing. I'm just tired."

"Well if you say so. I'll be out watching Mistkit and Sandkit. If you need anything just ask."

the queen brushed the tip of her tail over Kestrelkit's head and walked outside.

Spottedfern must have interpreted the omen wrong! Mistkit and I can't be part of a prophecy! We're just kits! Kestrelkit's mind was spinning as she thought out all of the information she just heard. But sleep crept up on her and she found herself falling into a dreamless sleep.