Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors.

Chapter One

We had no idea what was going on. We just knew that our mother, Mistynight, was worried. Sunstorm, our father, had come in and said that it would be alright, don't worry about him, but it was easy for me, even as a kit to see her grief. Deerkit told me that she had heard the other cats in the clan talking about the war with WindClan. Some cat had said that there was a battle that day. We trailed out into the clearing of camp, and sure enough, there was tension and fear in the air. Suddenly a tail wrapped around me and a voice said my name.

"Raccoonkit, curiosity is good, but sometimes it can hurt you. Stay inside the nursery, today's not a good day to play," Mistynight sat down next to me, warm gray eyes looking down at me, asking me to do what her soothing voice told me too.

"Why, mother? Why isn't it a good day to play? The sun is shining and the sky is blue, can you even see a cloud? And just listen to the birds, singing like anything."

"Ah, but when the birds sing they say stay away from my territory."

"I don't believe it!"

"I'm your mother. I know everything. You must believe me. Anyway come inside?"

"Why? You never even told me."

"It's safe inside the nursery." In that statement I heard something that could let me find out more about this war.

"It's not safe out here?" My mother let out a long sigh.

"It's not safe anywhere."

"Then it's not safe in the nursery."

"Ah, you got me. At least, you'll be safer inside the nursery. Come on."

"I'm safe anywhere. I'm the greatest warrior anywhere!"

"First you must become an apprentice. It's time to sleep. Come, now." That was the end of it. The last time she was no longer debating or asking, bargaining. This time she was ordering. So I consented and trotted into the nursery to curl up with my sisters and mother. She fell into an exhausted sleep, but Deerkit, Hollykit and I stayed up, making plans. Finally we crept out and peered around. In the confusion, no cat noticed us sneak out of the ravine, gone to join the war.

A/N: Hello! How are you? I do hope you're enjoying my story. If you don't review, flames, fluff or helpfulness, I will sneak into your room at night and appear as a freakishly evil clown at 3am with a knife and murder you. Yes, I will know if you read this and don't review. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!! -Flash of lighting-

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