Chapter 3

It had been what seemed like forever, and night still wouldn't go away.

"What's going on?" Acornnose demanded, padding up to Silverheart.

"I-I don't know." Silverheart admitted, closing her dark gray eyes briefly.

"This is really confusing." Acornnose mewed, pressing up against her.

Silverheart began to groom her black fur, skipping the silver-gray splotch over her heart.

"I'll get it." Acornnose meowed, beginning to groom the splotch.

Silverheart sighed, drifting to sleep.

"Silverheart!" A cold, dark tone hissed.

"Bramble-Bramble-Bramble-" Silverheart stuttered.

"What was that all about?" Spat Bramblestar, his deep amber eyes glinting with annoyance.

"S-sorry," griped Silverheart, more miffed than Bramblestar.

"You must travel to the place beyond the mountains, beyond the Old Territories, and look for the one that remembers." Bramblestar meowed in a mysterious tone.

Wind whipped the trees, howling like a swirling storm as deep white frost tainted the evergreen grass. Purple and yellow spots swirled around Silverheart, and she woke up, panting, next to Acornnose.