Chapter 1
A matted furred she-cat woke up on the lake shore, her head spinning and her vision foggy. "Wha-?" She gasped, looking at the beautiful lake. "Wh-Where am I?" She said to herself. Looking around, her vision clearing up, she slowly rose to her paws. Little did she know, she was on the border of WindClan and ThunderClan. Turning around, facing away from the lake, she saw moors to her right, and a forrest to her left. She didn't know why, but her paws were instinctively pulling her towards the forrest. She slowly and clumsily walked through the forrest, noting that a stream seemed to be the dividing line between the forrest and the moors.
After walking for what seemed like forever, though it may have only been a few minutes, she came across a wall of brambles. Warily, she padded to the wall and poked her head through, wincing as the pricks slightly cut her face. Her paws froze and her legs went weak. She was looking down into a stone hollow, though it was several tail lengths below; a fall that would surely kill her. Squinting, she could see a few cats in the hollow. "Maybe they can help me!" She said, feeling a rush of hope. She turned around, and quickly sped towards the tunnel that led into the camp. She took a breath, regaining her composure. Summoning up all her courage and energy, she closed her eyes and slowly padded through the tunnel. She couldn't have taken a few steps before she felt someone crash into her. "Oh! I'm so sorry!" She said as she opened her eyes and saw a brown and cream colored tom.
"Wha-?" the tom said as he saw her. "Who are you?" He asked. The she-cat gasped as she realized that she didn't know who she was. "I-I..." She looked around at the tunnel walls that seemed to be closing in on her. "I don't know!" She said, getting the sudden urge to wail like a lost kit. He laid his tail gently on her shoulders. "It's okay." He soothed in a voice as smooth as honey. "I'll get you some help." She took a deep breath and nodded, her eyes still showing her fear.
The tom led her through the tunnel and into the stone hollow that she had seen from the top of the ledge. "Where is this?" She asked, wincing a little as the cats began to crowd around her and stare. "This is ThunderClan." He said with pride in his voice. "And I am Molestripe: Warrior." He said, puffing out his chest. The cats got closer, and a pale gray tabby kit even came tumbling to her paws. One gray she-kit stood up in front of her, smiling. "Hi! I'm Frostkit!" She said, her eyes glinting with excitement. "Who are you?" She asked, tilting her head to the side.
"Me?" The she-cat said, feeling a bit overwhelmed. "You can call me..." She looked around, then up at the sky. "Sky!" She said the first thing that came to her head. "You can call me Sky. I like your name Frostkit." She said sweetly. Frostkit smiled before an adult gray tabby she-cat pulled her away. "Frostkit! What are you doing out of the nursery?" She asked frantically, with a wary eye on Sky.
Molestripe smiled awkwardly. "That's Cinderheart, she's a new mother." He said, pointing with his tail to Cinderheart who was now grooming her kit. "I'll take you to our leader: Bramblestar." He said, looking up at the large rock that was looming over camp. A dark tabby tom with deep amber eyes stood on the stone ledge. "Who do we have here?" He asked, a gleam of amusement in his eyes at the new she-cat who was looking around like a lost kit. Molestripe dipped his head, leading Sky up the slope that led to the rock. "This is Sky." He said politely as they arrived at Bramblestar. "I found her walking into the camp a few minutes ago. She said that she didn't know who she was, but she seems to like the name Sky." He said with a slight purr. Sky looked down below at the cats in the hollow. Three apprentices were too busy playing to notice Sky. Cinderheart was grooming Frostkit and another kit, this one a golden tabby tom. By her side was a large golden tabby, who was nuzzling her affectionately. Over at the entrance to the largest den, a silvery coated she-cat was sharing tongues with a black and white tom. "Let's take this into my den, shall we?" Bramblestar said, opening up the lichen drapes that led to a den. Sky dipped her head. "Okay..." She said meekly.
Bramblestar walked in first, Sky behind him with Molestripe at her side. The den was rather large, and there was a light ginger she-cat sitting in the corner. "This is my mate and deputy, Squirrelflight." Bramblestar said, gesturing to her with his tail. Squirrelflight stood up and dipped her head. "Hello. Molestripe, who have you brought us?" She asked looking at Sky. Sky stepped forward slowly. "I am Sky." She said. "I don't really remember much about what happened before I found ThunderClan...in fact: I just took the name Sky." She said meekly. Molestripe flashed her an encouraging smile. Bramblestar took Squirrelflight to the side. They seemed to be in deep conversation about something. Meanwhile, Molestripe turned to Sky. "So what do you think about ThunderClan?" He asked. "Well, it's certainly-" Her voice was cut off as a fox-colored tom burst into the den, a light brown tabby tom with large white patches by his side. The fox-colored tom spoke up. "Bramblestar! I found this mangy tom by our border; sticking his nose where it doesn't belong!"