Hey guys! Thanks for all your reviews . . . they really mean a lot to me! Thank you for reading my story and now here's chapter 12! Nothing really happens, it's just a suspense chapter . . . anyway here it is!

Disclaimer: Yeah, I own warriors! =rolls eyes=

Chapter 12

Stormpaw curled up in his moss bed, sighing. Frozenpaw had been bothering him like an annoying tick ever since he'd returned from the Gathering two sunrises before. What was wrong with her? Stormpaw didn't know, but in battle training that day, his fight against Songpaw had completely exhausted him.

He closed his eyes and was immediately greeted by a whole line of images running through his head.

Rainkit slipped out of camp, eyes gleaming mischievously. No one would ever know, not even the cats keeping guard!

He slipped into an unfamiliar forest, which was a lot different than his Clan's territory. Undergrowth and bushes surrounded him, not to mention the trees that blocked out the sunlight. Rainkit shuddered. He didn't like the closed-off area.

A juicy scent washed over his scent glands. Mouse! Rainkit thought. He'd eaten it before in the nursery. The dark gray tabby kit licked his jaws and settled into the hunting crouch he'd seen the apprentices do. He crept forward, towards the small brown mouse nibbling on a leaf. With a battle cry, he pounced onto the small mouse.

The mouse squealed and scrambled on the dead leaves. But Rainkit was too fast.

I caught it! The gray kit's mind was filled with pleasure. "Nightwind!" he called. "I caught a mouse!"

No cat answered. Rainkit dropped his mouse and turned around. "Nightwind?" he asked. "Are-are you there?"

He was alone in this unfamiliar territory. It sure wasn't his Clan's. New cat scent entered his scent glands, and with a frightened squeal, Rainkit picked up his mouse and ducked into a bush.

As he wandered through bushes and undergrowth, the sunlight slowly died away until there was none at all. Then the first drops of rain began to fall. Rainkit would pause every now and then and call his family's name. "Nightwind? Icekit?"

No answers came. He became so desperate he called a name he'd never said before.

"Father?"

The word was foreign in his mouth, but he needed some cat. When the rain poured down, Rainkit huddled under a large fern and mewled pitifully. "Help me!"

He was lost.

Stormpaw jolted awake. It was dawn maybe, and he was bone-tired, as if he himself had searched through the rain.

Maybe he had.

He knew he'd once been called Rainkit. He'd once belonged to a different Clan. But which one? And who was his father? Would he ever know?

There you have it! Chapter 12! I personally thought it was pretty good . . . Anyway, just review! : ) Swiftpaw