Chapter 1

Ravenkit sat in the nursery, watching his dark gray brother playing with Jayscar's kits, Hollykit, a ginger and silver tom, and Ashkit, a gray she-cat. He felt a flash of envy as his denmates played with each other, chasing each other around the nursery. Ravenkit had always been outcasted by CragClan because of a prophecy Seedpelt had prophesied when he was born, and today was no different.
Suddenly, Ravenkit was slammed by a small dark gray body. The breath was knocked out of his lungs, and he gulped down air. "Crowkit!" the black tom wailed when he saw who his attacker was. Ravenkit heard paws thumping against the nursery soil and a brown body knocked him over again.
"What happened precious?" The she-cat exclaimed as she started fussing over Crowkit.
"Crowkit knocked me over!" He protested. He scrambled back to his paws soon after.
"He would never do such a thing!" Hawkwhisker meowed. "We can't have the cat of the prophecy hurting someone, now, can we?"
Ravenkit groaned in disgust. Of course, she wouldn't listen to me! Stupid prophecy! He thought. The prophecy had always been an excuse to get Crowkit out of trouble and was usually used to get Ravenkit in trouble. Today was one of those days.
"Ravenkit attacked me when I was playing."
Hollykit and Ashkit ducked their heads but said nothing to stand up for Ravenkit.
"Is this true, Ravenkit?" Hawkwhisker questioned.
"No! He's just saying that so I can get in trouble! He always does that."
"Nonsense," Hawkwhisker answered him. She started fussing over Crowkit again. Ravenkit felt like he would burst with rage. His yellow eyes started to become liquid with sadness and anger, and he bit back a yowl of irritation. He looked at Crowkit, who glared at him in triumph. Ravenkit burst out of the nursery and almost ran into his father, Frogshadow.
"Hey!" the black tom exclaimed as Ravenkit pushed past him. He continued running until his lungs burned, but he didn't stop. No one even came after him. He kept running. Suddenly, a body of water; a river; rose up in front of him, but he was going to fast to slow down. He skidded to a stop, but it was too late. He fell into the river and water rushed into his open mouth as he screamed for help. He was drowning, and no one was around to save him. He went under once more, and he slipped into unconsciousness.