A.N; I hope you guys all liked my prophecy. I'm going to make Shying Storm and Silver Fish a big part of this, as well as the other shadow-girl that has not yet been mentioned. The story will be in Rising Sun, Falling Moon, Frosted Pond, Shying Storm, and the other shadow-girl's point of view. You won't learn the other shadow-girl's name in this book, but you might be able to eventually guess it. Here's chapter 1, the POV order will be Sun, Moon, Pond, Storm, and then shadow-girl.

Chapter 1

I open my eyes and see light. It's bright, probably the sun. I hear voice all around me. But when I try to move, it hurts, so I remain still.

A face comes into view over mine. It's tan, with black hair and ear that has pretty white tips. The eyes on the face are a brilliant amber, the sunlight reflecting off of them. "Small Blaze?" I choke to get the words out.

As soon as I speak, memories come flooding back. Me, slipping on a patch of ice; the deathly fall down the mountain; the sickening thud of my body on rock; pain.

"Rising Sun is awake!"

The cry comes from my daughter, Fern, who was born a few years ago. She's running over to me now, across the fresh green grass. Her brown hair looks longer than usual without her heavy coat to hide it all. It reaches down to her waist, and the wind has tangled it all up. I reach out and give Falling Fern a hug.

She returns the hug with our traditional greeting from the mountains, shaking my hand, patting my arm, and saying, "May Star Group light your path."

Small Blaze takes my right hand, and another girl, Fluttering Feather, takes me left. They both pull and soon I'm standing up. My legs hurt, and when they let go, the knees buckle and I nearly fall right on top of Fern before Blaze catches me. "Rising Sun, we're only traveling a short distance today," she tells me. "You need to rest more, but we have to keep moving. A passing Schoolkid and his family - you know, the kind of people that buy cabins that are weird looking and stuff? - told Fluttering Moth that it was Spring, and there is still snow here, after Summer and Autumn, in Winter."

I sigh. So much for escaping the freezing mountain snow. "No," I say. "If it is true, we must move quickly and far today. I can't allow myself to hold the group back when we need to make our homes before this Winter."

Feather narrows her eyes. "Rising Sun, you are foolish if you think you can walk much in your condition," she sniffs. "After all, we do have to go slower anyway because of Fluttering Moth's kids. She's gotten a lot bigger. Soaring Crow is very excited."

I roll my eyes and stand up again, this time more surely, and pick my way over to where Hawk's Wing and Towering Mountain, the two mountain guard cadets from our tribe, are sitting. Hawk's Wing looks up, and I hardly recognize his face. The once smooth, creamy skin is now cut right under the eyes, and I quickly notice that his legs are scarred as well.

"Hey, sis," he murmurs as I approach.

My eyes widen as he stand up and takes his hands out of the pockets in his jacket. They are scarred too. "Wing, what on earth has happened to you?" I ask, rushing forward to hug him. "How did this happen at all?"

My brother shrugs. "Probably from all those times I slipped on the ice on the way down," he tells me honestly. "You know I've never been the most adroit boy."

We laugh, because we both know how true that is. Hawk's Wing was always falling or dropping the things he was carrying back home, and Silver Fish, our tribe leader - and our father - was always having to scold him. And it was always my twin sister, Falling Moon, who calmed our father down.

Falling Moon. How I miss her. I wonder what she's doing now... Eating some eagle, talking with Frosted Pond, maybe, or bathing in the Cave of Tumbling Waters, probably. Gosh, I haven't had a shower in two weeks, when we found that icy old river.

Hawk's Wing stops laughing and gives me a hug. "I miss Falling Moon," he says.

The other boy, Towering Mountain, smiles. "Yeah," he says, addressing me. "She was smoking hot!"

I slap him across the face, my palm showing no mercy even though he was in training in the mountains. "First of all," I begin, "ew! Second of all, she's way too old for you. Third, of all, what are you talking about, you barely knew her!"

Towering Mountain coughs. "She was still hot," he mutters under his breath, rubbing his cheek where hit him.

I turn on my heel, angry that he would have been so oblivious to how Hawk's Wing and I feel about Falling Moon. I walk back over to where Small Blaze and Flutter Feather have been watching my conversation with the boys. Fluttering Feather rolls her eyes after I explain to her why I had smacked Towering Mountain's face.

"He's so stupid," she says, shaking her head. "Always thinking he's right and saying the stupidest things. And he doesn't learn, either, when he makes mistakes. I mean, you saw what he did to Silver Fish the day we left. What kind of a boy yells at a Tribe leader because the leader makes a decision? If Silver Fish believed that Falling Moon should not travel with us, than obviously Falling Moon should not travel with us. Arguing with him should never become something you should do, especially with Silver Fish!"

I laugh. Fluttering Feather always overreacts. And with Towering Mountain as her younger brother, it happens quite a lot. He's always finding new ways to anger the older people.

"Rising Sun!" a voice calls from behind me. "We're leaving! Small Blaze and Fluttering Feather, let's go!"

I turn around and run over to where Soaring Crow and his girl, Fluttering Moth, are waiting near the edge of a meadow. Fluttering Feather was right; Fluttering Moth's belly was much, much larger than the last time I had actually seen her, about a week ago. Soaring Crow waits for me to take the lead.

"Go on ahead," I tell him, waving him forward. "You lead, since you know more about where we are than I do, obviously. I'll stay with the rest of the group."

He nods, his mop of shaggy black hair bouncing as his head moves. "Of course," he says. Then he turns and adds, "All right, guys. Let's go! I want to set up camp at the end of this meadow and have a nice big dinner!"

I suddenly see everybody staring at me, waiting for instructions. And there, I realize, they look up to me. They all treat me like their leader. No wonder Soaring Crow wanted me to lead the way. Even though I'm injured, he still looked up to me to take the lead, and to look out for everyone.

I walk beside Freezing Winter, a pale girl with reddish-brown hair, thirteen years of age. She's spunky, and her father, James, a former Schoolkid, named her after his favorite season that the Schoolpeople named.

"Um, Rising Sun, I have a question," she says as we walk along after Soaring Crow. I nod, and she continues. "Well, uh, you see, when we make our new homes as groups, like everybody says we will, will we have different names than we do now?"

I think for a moment, then nod. "Yes, I think I'll be Sun, and you'll be Winter," I answer. "The ending part of our mountain names will be our new names. How does that sound, Winter? Okay?"

She smiles, nods, and scurries over to where Hawk's Wing is to chat.

I can tell he likes Winter. When she talks to him, he gets red all over and makes some stupid excuse to get away. When he tries to tell her something, he always freezes up, and she ends up leaving him alone.

When we finish the long trekk across the meadow, I flop down beside Fluttering Moth, bone-tired, to watch the first glittering stars twinking to life in the dark, night black sky. The stars connect, too, to make different pictures. There's the big mountain cat, Leo, and the little cat, his son, Leo Minor. The smaller cats that used to live in the mountains had Leo Minor's DNA, and we now carry their DNA with us.

Soaring Crow sends out groups of people to hunt, and so Fluttering Feather leads Fluttering Fern, Hawk's Wing, and Black Smoke into the forest to collect something to sleep on. I can't wait until we settle down into our groups, where we will have warm beds and cozy cabins.

Crow watches them go, and then walks over to us. He sits next to Fluttering Moth and gives me a quick glance. "I don't know why you insisted I lead," he says, not looking away from the starry forms of Leo Major and Leo Minor. "You're a natural leader. You would have led the Tribe well. But then, we might all be dead by now, if we had stayed. So my question is this; who will lead our different groups when we get to our destination?"

I sigh. I should have known he would ask this question. I mean, it's not like I really know, only that Silver Fish received a message that we needed to form five groups, Earth Group, Lightning Group, Darkness Group, Water Group, and Air Group, and to move to a new home. "Well, we'll split into our different strengths and each group can vote," I say, pulling grass from the ground and tearing it apart in my fingers. "I suppose I'd like to be in Darkness Group. It sounds dark and forbidding, like the beginning of this journey, but still promising, and full of rewards."

The boy nods and lies back on the grass. "You're right," he murmurs. "But I'll let Fluttering Moth choose. If she wants fish, we'll just have to settle into Water Group."

Fluttering Moth suddenly stands up, brushing grass off of her legs. "Well, I think joining Darkness Group sounds just wonderful," she says, walking over to welcome the bedding group back. She calls over her shoulder, "And I think Rising Sun would be good at leading it, too."

I sigh, my head falling between my knees. Thinking back to the Tribe, I remember a time where I was doubted, and not looked up to. When I was born, my left ankle down didn't support me properly, so I didn't walk, rarely moved at all. Then I saw the mountain guards one day, and realized, I wanted to be just like them. So I worked every night until I felt like I would die of tiredness. Then one day, I got up, walked over to my father with a slight limp, and said, "I'm ready to be a mountain guard."

Now that everybody wants me to lead Darkness Group, well, I just don't know what to say! There is a call from the edge other meadow. I sit up to see Fern running around with Wing, laughing. Sighing, a get up and walk over. Both of them should be asleep by now, seeing as we'll be moving again tomorrow.

AN: Well, guys, I'll update this whenever I get the chance. Right now I'm mainly working on Fawnshade's Tale, and then The End, my Minecraft fanfic. Well, I hope I can count on some readers as, well, you know, readers... :) Erll, I'll update later. Until then, peace! And happy Lithuanian Monday! ^..^ Cat, out.

~GreeceXCats527