Scrap was alarmed and wanted to open her eyes to see who was there, but she found she couldn't move.
"No Warrior may neglect a kit in pain. You'r mother has has yet to join and she has already broken that code has she not little one?"
Scrap wanted to defend her mother. She has never once hurt any of her brothers!
"I'm talking of you small one." She thought she heard a sigh.
"You are just as they told me. So loss yet so innocent." Who is this cat?
"Listen carefully precious kit." The voice commands her attention. Precious? Me?
"I must tell you something and you must not forget dear." The voice in her head began to change sounding far older and wiser.
"There comes forth a darkness of many. They will tear, shred, and kill. Only the one with whom the river chooses can save you now but beware the rocks below the river."
Scrap was frozen with fear as she was foretold of darkness and rivers. What does this mean? Is this one of the prophecies she's heard about? Does this mean she will be the one to find this cat? This cat who will save the clan? Scrap shivered with excitement but her mind started fading away and before she knew it…..she was asleep.
"We're almost there!" Dana called back cheerfully. She glared over at the she-kit who was dragging her tail through the snow. She sighed and stopped and waited so she could walk side by side with her.
"If you hadn't of lied you could have gotten to eat this morning." She said almost like she was sorry. Scrap dipped her head not looking at her mother. Dana shrugged and raced forward. When Scrap had woken up this morning she had told them all about the voice that had whispered in her ear last night. The all thought she had been lying for attention, so mom had taken away her right to eat for the day. Scrap was used to that but it hurt that no one believed her. She twitched her ear annoyed, why should it still hurt her? No one ever believes her! Viper whispered something into Hare's ear before sneaking a glance at Scrap from the corner of his eye. Scrap wrinkled her nose at a sudden strange smell.
"What's that?" She asks. Dana rolled her eyes at the she-kit.
"Trying to get attention again?" Spike mocked. Scrap felt her fur turn hot as she stared down at the ground. Why couldn't she do anything right? She decide to ignore the smell since everyone didn't seem to care. Scraps ears twitch slightly at some sound far off in the forest. Her narrowed gaze searched the trees and bushes. She thought she saw a flash of fur and took a step forward to go see what it was.
"Scrap! You're slowing us down!" Came her mother's angry meow.
"I saw something!" She said glancing back at where the flash of fur was. It was gone! She lashed her tail in frustration. Scrap dipped her head and hung it there avoiding her mom and brothers angry glares. Her ears twitched as she heard pawsteps close behind her. She itched to turn around or at least tell Dana. What does it matter? Scrap thought sadly. She won't believe me anyways.
"Oh goodness me! A mouse!" Came Dana's excited whisper. Dana lowered her body to the ground and putting one paw step in front of another as she made her way through the snow to the mouse. She crouched lower and wiggled her hindquarters she leaped at the mouse.
"Stop!" Came a loud roar of a cat.
