Chapter 1

Autumnbreeze proudly looked down at her first litter. The four kits, snuggled together, made her think about how delicately and carefully Breezewhisker had handled the kits.

She had named them, with Stormheart's help, Summerkit, Winterkit, Fallkit, and Springkit in honor of the four seasons. Perfect. Autumnbreeze thought. Just perfect, they are.

She had also noticed that no cat had come by to play with the kits, other than Stormheart. She always thought she saw-DISGUST in her Clanmates' eyes. Yes, her kits did have strange colored eyes, and they never were really active.

She did not understand why the kits were so-unnoticeable. She shifted uncomfortably. That woke the kits.

Summerkit was the first to call out. She seemed almost like the leader of the kits. "What's wrong? Why did you shift around? Are you thinking about me, Winterkit, Fallkit, and Springkit?

Autumnbreeze froze. It was as if-her kits could read her mind, or sense things. Maybe that's what made her kits-stand out.

Summerkit's POV

When I woke up to momma's shifting, I had this rickety feeling, then I felt momma's uncertainty about us.

I've been having these feelings around cats-their feelings. I think that's why no cat likes me. But that's just it. What's wrong with me?

Is sensing cats' feelings a disorder, or something? I just can't take it. Can't. Can't. Oh, why is life so ironic?

No cat trusts me or my brothers and sister. No cat. Nobody, no leader, no Clan, just momma and papa and Breezewhisker. Why just Breezewhisker? Is it cuz he's a medicine cat and he's supposed to?

I looked at my sleepy siblings' eyes. "C'mon." I meowed in a flat tone. "Let's go out and... get some fresh air."

Suddenly, a glare sharpened into her gaze. The glare... seemed to have a mystical voice. There is four, born to a sweet autumn breeze, the bitter but kind winter will hear what none see, the colorful fall will bring harmony to enemies, the perfect spring will bring soft love to its beauty, and the hot, blazing summer will rise as the sun.

Normal POV

Summerkit blinked and shook her head. The glare was gone. Had she imagined it, or was it real? That voice, that... A voice broke into her thoughts. "Summerkit, why are you staring at the sun, huh? Huh?" It was Fallkit. Summerkit shook her head.

"None of your business, Fallkit." It made Fallkit wonder why Summerkit was being so.. shallow. It was never 'none of your business, Fallkit.' Summerkit always told Fallkit!

Something was wrong. Very wrong. Summerkit realized, That her siblings and her names... "Oh, no!" Summerkit moaned under her breath. The prophecy, at least that was what she thought...

Their names! Their names, Summerkit, Winterkit, Fallkit, and Springkit, were in the so-called prophecy! Summer, winter, fall, spring!

OF COURSE! But... What would they do?