A moon. That's how long Snowkit had been out in the woods, trying to survive. To be honest, she wasn't even exactly sure how she had survived.

"Blessings from StarClan," she whispered.

Those first weeks had been hard. As it was nearing leaf-bare, there wasn't much prey. She had eaten the remains of rotten prey, chewed on sour berries, and drank mucky water from the river nearby.

After about two weeks, she was hungry, thirsty, and tired, and on the verge of death. At one point she could barely move because she was horribly fatigued. She sat on her nest, waiting for death to come to her. She wasn't even going to bother to continue moving and continuing the search for food.

But then StarClan sent a miracle. As she was about to die, she had gasped, seeing a bright light ahead of her. She didn't know how she had done it, but she miraculously stood up, her legs wobbling. She moved slowly towards the light, wondering where it led to. Maybe her death. She continued to follow it, through some bushes and some trees. She walked at a very slow pace of course.

After entering another bush, the light vanished and Snowkit gasped, seeing a beautiful, clean river sparkling ahead. Three plump, dead rabbits layed on the ground before her, as if it was a gift from StarClan. Glancing around, Snowkit carefully made her way over to the rabbits, gobbling every single rabbit up and licking the bones clean of meat.

With a little strength in her, she made it to the river, drinking large amounts of water that kept her sustained. With a full belly and much water in her stomach, Snowkit had sat down and slept peacefully, surprisingly awakening the next morning.

So now Snowkit was here two weeks passed that incident, fully healthy again. The river provided much water. Plus, Snowkit had even caught a fish! Catching fish was easy for her. She could easily swipe her paw and scoop one up. She had been catching them for days, occasionally catching a mouse too.

Snowkit sat in the morning, eating her fish that she had freshly caught. She ate the fish fast, spitting the bones out. Tossing the remains of the fish aside, she stood up and stretched, letting out a mrrowl.

Snowkit stopped and pricked her ears. She had thought she had heard a noise nearby. But maybe it was just her imagination.

As she continued to pad around, gathering some food and moss, she heard the noise again. She was not imagining it. The sound became closer and Snowkit realized that it was the sound of cats-no, more like kits- talking.

Curious to find out what was happening, she dropped her food and moss, following the noise and scent of the two unknown kits. She came nearer and jumped into the bushes. She gasped, seeing two gray tabby she-cats, one with much darker fur and green eyes, the other with lighter fur and blue eyes.

They stopped near the bush. "What is that noise?" the one with the lighter fur asked.

The other kit shrugged. "Probably a squirrel," the other kit said.

Snowkit tilted her head. These kits were much younger than her. What were they doing in the woods all alone?

Snowkit jumped as the one with lighter fur screamed, looking near the bush.

"What is it, Oceankit?" the she-cat asked.

"Blue eyes. I saw these two blue eyes just staring at me from that bush!" Oceankit screeched.

"Come out!" the other she-cat hissed.

Sighing, Snowkit came out of her hiding spot, leaves sticking to her pelt, making her look like she was a bush herself.

"Who are you?" the she-cat with darker fur, who looked older than the other kit, asked.

"I-I'm Snowkit," Snowkit said nervously, shuffling her paws.

"What are you doing out in the woods, Snowkit?" Oceankit asked.

"Don't ask her questions!" the older kit spat.

"But Wavekit, she looks as scared as I was when you found me," Oceankit said.

"True," Wavekit said. "What are you doing here?"

"I-I don't know," Snowkit said. "My mother brought me here one night and then she was gone the next day. I've been out in these woods for nearly a moon."

"You look much older than us," Oceankit exclaimed.

"I'm six moons," Snowkit said.

"I'm five moons," Wavekit explained. "Oceankit is four moons."

Oceankit let out a nod.

"What clan are you from?" Wavekit asked.

"BloodClan," Snowkit said.

Wavekit tilted her head. "BloodClan? I've never heard of it."

"Not a lot of cats know about it," Snowkit said. "We live in a deep part of the forest. If you step near the territory, you'll be killed."

"I suppose you're a vicious killer, then?!" Oceankit gasped. "WAVEKIT, WE NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE!"

"No, I'm not a vicious killer. I'm a softie. Most of the cats in my clan hated me. I would probably just end up being a nursery queen all my life because I wouldn't be a good warrior," Snowkit sighed.

"That's too bad," Wavekit said.

"We're from ForestClan," Oceankit explained. "Er, well I'm from ForestClan. My father died in a forest fire not too long ago. Wavekit found me and she's been taking care of me ever since. We're trying to find another clan to go to."

"SnowClan," Wavekit explained.

Snowkit tilted her head. "SnowClan?"

"It's a clan far away from here. I-I," Wavekit paused, as if she was looking for an explanation. "A cat, yes a cat, told me how great of a clan SnowClan is, so I decided to take Oceankit there."

Snowkit nodded, yet she detected that Wavekit was lying to Oceankit somehow.

"Would you like to join us?" Oceankit asked, bouncing with excitement.

Wavekit slapped Oceankit with her tail. "This kit can't join us! She'll slow us down!" Wavekit hissed.

"I'm not a kit!" Snowkit hissed. "I'm technically an apprentice. Besides, I'm older than both of you. And I know how to catch fish."

"You can catch fish?! Oh, Wavekit doesn't know how to. I've always wanted to catch fish," Oceankit said.

"Wow, you can catch fish," Wavekit said sarcastically. "Big deal. Come on, Oceankit."

"You're not going to just abandon her, are you?!" Oceankit asked.

"She's already been abandoned! She's an abandoned warrior!" Wavekit hissed.

Anger spiked Snowkit's pelt. "Wait just a second! I didn't ask to be abandoned! I was left out here alone! I don't know where I am. I don't know of any clans by here! I have been doing fine on my own! Don't you dare called me abandoned!" she hissed. But Snowkit knew she was abandoned and she wasn't doing great on her own. She had nearly died two weeks ago. She was desperate for some friends.

"Please, let her join," Oceankit said.

"She'll slow us down," Wavekit said.

"No, she won't," Oceankit said. "Just trust me, Wavekit."

Wavekit sighed. She then turned to Snowkit. "Would you," she gulped, "like to join us?"

"YES!" Snowkit exclaimed. "OH THANK YOU! THANK YOU VERY MUCH!"

"No need to get too excited," Wavekit said. "Are you ready to go?"

"Let me just brush the leaves off my pelt first," Snowkit said, rubbing them off.

Oceankit let out a laugh.

"I'm ready," Snowkit said.

"Well, let's go then," Wavekit sighed, beginning to lead the way.

Snowkit was so excited! She was going on a journey with other cats! She wouldn't be abandoned any longer!