Hey everyone! I'm sorry this chapter is so short, but eh. What the heck? At least it's another chapter right? Well, anyway, i hope you like it. So go and read in review!

Chapter 25

Hopekit P.O.V

Hopekit shivered as a big and muscular grey and white tabby tom paced in front of her. She missed Willowbreeze and wanted to be in the nice, warm nursery. Instead, she was in a dark place with no moon or stars to light up the dark. The grass was slimy and it smelled horribly of rotting wood. She watched the tom with wide eyes, only closing them to blink.

"Who are you," she squeaked quietly, not wanting to speak any louder. The tom stopped pacing and turned towards her. He flashed his teeth and unsheathed his claws, digging them into the ground.

"I'm Thistleclaw, my dear Hopekit," he purred. The way he spoke gave Hopekit chills and somehow she knew that this cat wasn't very nice. Hopekit started to back away, fear starting to take over her small body. She looked around, wanting to find a way back, when she bumped into something. She slowly turned her head and saw a large white tom. He was handsome and looked a lot nicer than Thistleclaw.

Hopekit gulped as the tom stepped in front of her protectively. Thistleclaw's lips pulled back in a snarl and the small kit's eyes grey wide. The white tom started speaking, his low voice rumbled in her ears.

"Leave her alone, Thistleclaw," he boomed. "She is not for you to have."

Thistleclaw let out a menacing mrrow of laughter. "Oh, Whitestorm. Don't you know that Starclan cat's should be here?" He swept his tail around him. "In the Dark Forest? Tsk, tsk, tsk. Oh, Whitestorm. You never learn do you?" Thistleclaw smirked. "I guess I'll have to teach you."

The white and grey tabby tom leaped forward and Whitestorm pushed off with his hind paws. Hopekit watched in horror as the two large toms met in the air and fell to the ground in a ball of teeth and claws. Snarls rang out and echoed through the forsest and Hopekit turned tail and fled. She saw light ahead after many fox-lengths and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hopekit!" A voice in the distance called out her name. She perked her ears, and she heard the voice again. "Hopekit! Hurry!" The voice came from the light and she pushed off the ground, running as fast as her little legs would carry her. A beautiful tortoiseshell she-cat loomed in the distance and Hopekit saw her eyes fill with relief. "Oh, Hopekit! I'm glad you're alright." The tortoiseshell looked behind Hopekit. "Wh-where's Whitestorm?"

"He…he and Thistleclaw started fighting. I ran away after that." She looked up at the she-cat with wide eyes full of fear. "Am I safe here?"

The she-cat nodded. "Yes, you are safe here. This is Starclan."

At the mention of this name Hopekit shrank backwards, her fur bristling. "Oh no! Am I dead? No! I can't be! Willowbreeze," she cried. "Willowbreeze!"

"Shush, young one," the tortoiseshell soothed. "It's okay. You are not dead. It is not yet your time to join Starclan. In the meantime, let's go find Dovewing, Lionblaze, and Jayfeather."

Hopekit tilted her head. "Aren't they the three?"

The she-cat nodded. "Yes."

Hopekit started padding after the tortoiseshell with her tail straight in the air. "Who are you? What's your name? What clan are you from?"

The she-cat looked over her shoulder and purred. "Patience dear one. You will find out in good time."

Hopekit crashed through a frond of ferns and the butterfly she was chasing fluttered higher, out of the small kits reach. She looked back at the tortoiseshell who walked a little ways behind her. Hopekit waited for her to catch up then started prancing ahead, looking around in wonder at the beautiful surroundings.

"Poppyfrost?" A mew sounded ahead of the two she-cats and a grey she-cat appeared with a golden-brown tom beside her. The tortoiseshell nodded.

"Lionblaze, Cinderheart, I think you should know who this is," mewed Poppyfrost, motioning to Hopekit with her tail.

Lionblaze took a few paw-steps toward Hopekit and studied her with amber eyes. A black she-cat stood behind Cinderheart and her dazzling green eyes stood out like bright flowers in a dark shadow. After a few more heartbeats of studying her, Lionblaze stepped back and looked once more at Poppyfrost. Hopekit was confused. Was she special?

"She is the Feather of Hope in the-" Poppyfrost slapped her tail over Lionblaze's mouth. "What," he mumbled around a mouthful of fur.

"She cannot know yet," she hissed. The black she-cat stepped out from behind Cinderheart and looked at Hopekit with kind eyes.

The she-cat whispered into Lionblaze's ear and the tom stepped back. The black she-cat stopped in front of Poppyfrost. "I'm sure that she can know. The other's know already." She cast a glance at Hopekit and Hopekit looked at Lionblaze. He blinked once, no expression on his face. "Thistlestar must be the one to tell her though."

A white and grey tabby she-cat stepped out from behind a cedar tree. "No, she must be told by the one she is decended from. Dovewing must tell her."

Lionblaze shared a glance with Cinderheart. "Well, where is she then, Thistlestar?"

Thistlestar pulled herself forward until she stood by Hopekit. Looking down at the kit, she spoke, loud and clear.

"The last I saw Dovewing, she was talking to Russetfur and Blackstar by the Shimmering River. Firestar was with them, so was Bluestar. Hollyleaf, why don't you go fetch her. We will wait here."

Hollyleaf sighed and nodded. The black she-cat whipped around and raced off in the direction of swaying grass. Hopekit looked back at Poppyfrost.

"Who's Dovewing," she asked.

Poppyfrost, Lionblaze, and Cinderheart all looked at Hopekit, examining her amber eyes. Poppyfrost spoke first. "She is one of the Three who had saved the clans," the she-cat mewed. "And she is going to tell you your are the Feather of Hope, Hopekit."

Bum! Bum! Bum! So what'dya think? Review and tell me if you liked it!

Poppyfrost: Of course they liked it! I'm in it! Duh!

Lionblaze: No they liked it because i was in it!

Hollyleaf: No me!

Cinderheart: NO ME!

Whitestorm: WHITESTORM!

Thistleface: *gazes at cats like their crazy* ooooookaaaaaay?

Hopekit: Review please!