Flutterkit woke up surrounded by stars. They were beautiful, twinkling in the night. Wait, stars? Night? Great Ancestors, am I dead? She thought to question, do I live with Night-SkyClan now?
"No my sweet kit, you are not dead, it is not your time," A talking star moved towards her with another star at its side. No, not stars, she thought, cats, starry cats.

"Are you from Night-SkyClan?" she asked.

"No, we are from The Great Star Breeze. We were from another Clan far from here, WildClan."

Then why are you talking to me? I'm from RockClan and my Ancestors are with Night-SkyClan."

"No, you are from WildClan, you and your brother, Finchkit. I brought you here," the other cat spoke up.

Flutterkit shook her head, "my brother's name is not Finchkit, it's Falconkit, and who are you? That other cat called us Mosskit and Finchkit and said we belong in WildClan with her, but that doesn't make any sense."

"I am Arcticsky, and this is Lochmist, my mate. The cat you speak of is my sister, Newdawn. You and Fin… Falconkit are my kits," Articsky said.

"No, that's not possible. My mum is Whiteflower and my dad is Raveneyes, deputy of RockClan. And I have four brothers, not just Falconkit. Ferretkit, Bravekit, and Silverkit are also my brothers. I have always been in RockClan, I have never even been out of RockClan camp walls until today. You must have got me mixed up with another kit," Flutterkit argued, these cats must be lying or everything she knew was a lie.

"Then why do you look like us?" Lochmist asked gently, "you have my eyes and Articsky's fur. Falconkit has my fur and Articsky's eyes. You probably even have some other traits the same as we do."

Flutterkit thought about this, she couldn't deny that. Articsky did have the same tortoiseshell fur she has, the black fur with patches of light orange and had the same brown eyes as Falconkit, even the same determination, too. Lochmist was a black tabby, only a little darker than Falconkit, and he did have amber eyes, which many cats told her that she had deep rich amber eyes. Both didn't have any physical traits with either Raveneyes or Whiteflower or even their brothers. Then how are they in RockClan, and not WildClan.

"Were you friends with Littlenose and Whiteflower?" she directed at Lochmist.

He seemed surprised at the question, "Yes, if Whiteflower is Whitepaw." Flutterkit nodded.

"Do you like looking at the sun going down and the Silverpelt coming up?"

"Yes."

"Did you bring us her after… um… Articsky died?"
"Yes."

Well, this was the Lochmist she heard of, she concluded, Littlenose did say they both died and Lochmist brought something to RockClan before he died. Flutterkit just couldn't believe she and Falconkit were those somethings.

"It must be hard to believe…" Articsky started before getting interrupted.

"Why? Why didn't we stay in WildClan? Why did you bring us to another Clan?" she demanded.

Lochmist gave a shaking sigh, "after Articsky died, I did not know what to do. No one could take care of you two, there were no other queens at the time. You were so small, way smaller then Finchkit by a long shot, he probably was twice your size. I was afraid you would die, you would both surely starve since you could not have real prey. I remembered Littlenose offering to do something for me, and Night-SkyClan came to me in a dream saying…" just then they started to fade away.

"Wait! What did they tell you? Come back!" she begged.

"Flutterkit! Thank our Ancestors… you're awake!" Flutterkit waited for her eyes to adjust. When they did, she saw Falconkit.

"What do you mean I'm awake, of course, I'm awake, I was just a little tired."

"I was worried, you were asleep for three sunrises."

"Where are we?"

"Medicine den."

She stood up, surprised she could, and looked around. Sure enough, against the wall to her left was stocked full of organized herbs, and along the back of the wall, where she was, was lined with a few moss nests for sick or injured cats. Three nests were already occupied. The entrance was in front of her and a tunnel to her right which was probably where the medicine cat's sleeping area.

"What happened?" she asked.

"We were attacked by a badger. Silverkit just got his hind leg out of place. I just got a few claw marks that are healing scars. You got the worst of all," Flutterkit looks at Falconkit as he looked down, "you were rushed to Greenherb while Raveneyes and the mid patrol were fighting. Before they came… you were bloody and unconscious. You looked dead, your breathing didn't look normal. I thought I lost you."