CHAPTER 1

Wildkit pounced on Icekit's tail and she let out a yowl of surprise. I could sense their movements and their energy. All of them were hyperactive, I felt like I was the only one who was calm.

Soulkit was beside me, I could feel his pelt as he stood up and swiftly tackled Wildkit off of Icekit's tail and pinned him down easily against the ground. I could hear Wildkit struggling. Soulkit, judging by how loud his pawstep were, was easily the biggest kit and he'd always been very protective of Icekit.

Wildkit must've gotten Soulkit off of him because now I could hear them wrestling around. I could feel someone's eyes boring into my pelt.

"What?" I swung my head towards Icekit, glaring at her.

She padded towards me and batted my muzzle playfully. Often cats in the Clan would stare at me. Most of them thought I wouldn't know. "Race you to the Tallrock and back!" growled Icekit in my ear and she took off running.

The clearing was full of activity as I trotted after her, careful to try and dodge every warrior in my way. I skidded to a halt, bumping into the Tallrock. I raced after my sister, my heart pounding excitedly. I didn't usually play games with the others but Icekit always brought out the best in me.

However, no one had warned me about the rock that was now in my path and when my paw smashed against it, I fell to the ground in pain, face first. I could feel every warrior stop and stare at me as I struggled to stand back up, wincing a little when I set my paw on the ground.

Soulkit walked up to me. He was definitely about to make fun of me, he often did. "Aw, is little Jaykit okay?" he growled tauntingly.

Even though we were the same age, born within the same moments, he'd grown, a lot. Faster, bigger, and stronger than all the kits he liked to try and rule us. "I'm fine!" I growled at him, flashing a glare. I almost wanted to tackle him, but I knew with the condition my paw was in it would be a mouse brained idea.

He snorted loudly and I felt his bat at my ears. "Whatever, Jaykit." He still had taunting voice.

"Shut it you stupid furball," I retorted without thinking and my heart sand in my chest when I heard him whip back around to face me.

To my relief, Flowerwhisker's yowled loudly and I could hear her pawsteps racing towards us, "What're you doing?" I could feel the anger radiating off her.

"I'm just playing, Flowerwhisker," he mewed in his usual innocent voice.

Suddenly, I could feel Flowerwhisker's tongue rasp against my ear. I moved away from her.

Wildkit and Icekit were at my side now, both of them clearly looking at me.

"Let's get back into the nursery."

Though I was relieved for our mother showing up, I also felt myself get angry. I can fight my own battles! But I didn't argue with her as her tail led me back into the nursery and Wildkit and Icekit hurried after us.

The sun must've been sinking in the sky because she picked me up by my scruff and put me in her nest, Wildkit and Icekit hoping in afterwards.

I could feel Soulkit's stare as he slipped in and got in Whitefoot's nest I realized how scary he really was. Just go to sleep, Jaykit. I forced my eyes closed.


Suddenly, I felt something poke me and I felt around in my nest, moving a little bit. It pierced my skin again and I let out a whimper. Is there a thorn in my nest? I asked myself silently, trying to grab at the spot where I felt pain.

"Flowerwhisker," I whispered, trying not to wake up Wildkit or Icekit. "Flowerwhisker, wake up!"

I felt her sit up urgently. "What is it Jaykit?" came her low reply.

I opened his mouth and paused. Should I tell her? I shook my head. I was being ridiculous! "I-I think there's a thorn in my back," I admitted and felt horror prick at her pelt.

Her muzzle was thrust towards my back and she mumbled between it, "There is. But I got it."

A purr rose in my throat but I held it back. "Thank you, Flowerwhisker." I scooted closer to her and laid my head on the edge of the nest, feeling Icekit move beside me I rested my tail on what felt like her back and drifted back to sleep after a while.


"Jaykit, wake up!" growled an angry voice in my ear.

I sat up and scented the air. "Graypaw?" I asked and then stood up, shaking off the moss that had collected on my pelt. I jumped out of my nest, facing the cat.

"Yes," Graypaw's voice was a purr. "I've come to check your nest for more thorns," he explained and I heard rustling as I felt around for the entrance.

When I found it I slipped out and heard loud pawsteps racing out of camp and I smelled the air as they darted past. Firelily, Morningpaw, and Shrewclaw.

The sun was shining on my pelt so I knew it was past dawn but before sunhigh.

Everyone seemed rather busy so I trekked along the edge of the clearing, smelling dens as I reached them. Morningpaw's scent, that's the apprentices den, I thought and continued walking. Mudpelt's scent, that has to be the warriors den. Walking a little faster I began to feel excitement prickle at my pelt as I smelled another den. Russetstar scent! That must be the leaders den! I thought and placed my paw on the Tallrock, moving it along with me enjoying the smooth surface.

Then the Tallrock ended and I continued walking, sticking my head in a den. I smelled some scents I'd never smelled before. Is this where Russetstar kept the DarkClan cats? In the elder's den? Though I hadn't been born yet, I'd heard many stories about The Great Battle that happened between the four Clans and DarkClan. It was the only time the four Clans had come together as one, LeopardClan. It also led the Clans to lose Bluestar, Adderfang, and Dawnpool. But luckily for us, the she-cat had nursed herself back to health over a matter of time.

I continued following the edge of the camp with my tail until there was nothing there but a hole in the wall. I shoved my head into the den and smelled the air. Mothflower's scent! This is where cats get treated and nurtured. Lately, only Redstorm stayed in there permanently due to him hurting a leg. I also knew that Dawnpool had been back there once before. Caring for cats until The Great Battle and then Mothflower took over completely when WindClan thought Dawnpool had died, leaving Dawnpool to warrior duties. Now Mothflower could take on an apprentice, I just hoped she wouldn't try to choose me because I'm blind.

"Jaykit?" Mothflower's silky voice made my heart skip a beat and I entered the den, pausing only to hear her shuffling. "Do you need something?" I could smell the herbs on her pelt and her frustration, but she seemed rather happy to see me hanging around the medicine den.

But before I could reply I could smell Icekit's scent in the den. This puzzled me. "Is Icekit in here?" I asked, my ears pricking.

"Yes, I'm here, Jaykit," my littermate replied and then I felt her nose against mine. "I see you're exploring!" she purred proudly.

I nodded at her. "This is my camp and I want to know every dent, hole, crack, and bump in it!" Only because I don't want to trip and fall, I thought bitterly, remembering yesterday, but tried to remain optimistic.

Her pawsteps were padding away when I'd replied and she sat down somewhere near a wall where I could hear water dripping down. "If you goto the entrance and go straight you'll find Graypaw, Soulkit, and Wildkit all learning battle moves from Scratchtail."

"Aren't you coming?" I asked as I slowly back up into a wall.

She laughed a little. "No, I'm going to stay in here and help Mothflower!" Icekit purred happily.

I whipped around and felt my way along until I was at the entrance to the den and I raced forward, careful to jump over the rock I tripped over yesterday. I bumped into someone who stumbled forward.

"Jaykit?" Wildkit's surprised voice made me relax a little.

"Can I listen in?" I asked Scratchtail, ignoring Soulkit's burning gaze in my pelt.

Scratchtail nodded and I felt him tense, realizing I couldn't see him. Luckily I'd gotten use to body movement.s. "Yes, you may listen, Jaykit," he purred but I could hear the growl in his throat.

Sitting down near the edge where the apprentice's den sat, I curled my tail over my paws and pricked my ears, listening to the WindClan cats train.

Though I was more focused on Russetstar who was quietly talking to Mothflower. Icekit bounced over to me, I could feel the excitement on her pelt.

"Tomorrow night's the Gathering, Jaykit!" she mewed, her tail flicking. "Then we'll be four moons old!"

"Yes, and that's amazing," I mumbled, feeling her tail against my pelt as she flicked it, again. "Do you need to tell me something?" I snapped, feeling myself glare at her.

Icekit flinched, her tail stop flicking but she shivered, as if scared of me. "Mothflower said when we're six moons old I can be her apprentice!" she retorted. "I just thought you'd like to know you're off the hook!"

My eyes widened. Yes! Icekit took care of that so I don't have to! My heart skipped a beat in my chest and I shifted my paws. "S-Sorry… I'm really happy for you."

"You can be a warrior now," she stated and she shook her head, as if the thought frightened her. Honestly, it frightened me too.

I smiled to myself and then felt Flowerwhisker's tail around me as she mumbled in my ear, "Bedtime my kit." She gathered Soulkit, Icekit, and Wildkit and led us to the nursery and we all squeezed in.

When I'd settled down in my nest I couldn't bring myself to sleep. I could hear warriors padding around camp busily, and after a while the only thing I could hear was the wind whistling and the cricket's chirping.

My eyes started to close and I let them, falling into a deep sleep.

"You cannot do that!" hissed a voice and I opened my eyes and looked around. Really looked around. There was a small clearing in front of me where Russetstar sat in front of a white she-cat.

The she-cat chuckled. "The Four cannot proceed without the Three!" she replied. "You must find them!"

Russetstar dug his claws into the ground, rage pulsing through him. "If you gave me a better prophecy maybe I could actually find them!" he snarled at the she-cat.

"It isn't just a prophecy you can understand, Russetstar." She started into the trees were I am, her stormy green eyes flashing. I whipped around in a panic and raced away, hoping Russetstar hadn't seen me.

My paws thumped on the ground as I bolted, racing faster and faster until my paws began to ache.


"ThunderClan is attacking!" A loud yowl caused me to shoot up in my nest, the darkness returning to my gaze.

Flowerwhisker was peering out of the nursery, she lunged into the horde of cats and Soulkit was looking outside the nursery, his tail lashing, as if he wanted to join the fight.

Everything was black again and I knew I couldn't see. My heart skipped a beat. I could see! What does that mean? I remembered the prophecy the white she-cat was talking about. The Three? I felt Icekit sit up and Wildkit put his head on the side of the nest. They were both scared.

Whitefoot padded across the nursery and I could hear Soulkit whine. She must've picked him up by the scruff and carried him back to the nest. She probably didn't like him looking out of the den.

The yowling of raged ThunderClan and WindClan cats went on, making my pelt prick in unease.

If I was a warrior, how was I supposed to see where the ThunderClan cats were?

I shook out my pelt, scolding myself. I would be a great warrior!

A booming voice suddenly yowled, "ThunderClan, retreat!"

Russetstar must've heard it too because he yowled, "Take your wounded and go! Don't make my warriors finish what you started." He actually sounded threatening. It even terrified me.

Pawsteps entered the nursery and Flowerwhisker's scent washed over me. "It's all clear," Flowerwhisker mewed and picked me up by the scruff and gently set me down on the ground.

I glared up at her but didn't say anything as I raced out of the den and into the clearing. Blood! The scent hit my nose instantly. The sticky, gooey smell made me gag but I continued padding to Mothflower who was examining Mousefang, her eyes glued on the tom-cat.

"Mothflower?" I mewed, stopping beside her, feeling her pelt brush gently against mine.

She sat up sharply, pausing from the gray tom's wound. "What is it Jaykit?" I felt her gaze down at me.

"Is my mother hurt at all?" I asked, flicking my tail as Mousefang shifted his paws.

"Yes, she has no serious wounds, however. She's a strong warrior and fighter, always has been and always will be, she'll be fine," she replied, nudging a herb toward Mousefang and he quickly ate it and padded away.

I felt fear surge through me and I glanced around. Someone was hurt in the camp badly, I could just sense it. But who? I turned around and smelled the air, following the scent of blood to where someone sat. Shrewclaw! My heart fluttered.

"Where is it?" I growled, smelling her chest, trying to get the scent off her again.

Shrewclaw's paws shifted awkwardly, as if she was waiting for someone to notice or she wanted to go last for some reason. "M-My stomach… Please don't tell Mothflower," she begged.

I lashing my tail and glared up at her. "You're afraid you won't be able to goto the Gathering?" I asked, my ears pricked in curiosity and I sighed heavily. "If you get that treated now you might be able to."

The she-cat's pelt bristled but she stood up and raced over to Mothflower.

Warriors! I snickered to myself and then trotted to Dawnpool who was sniffing something on her paw. "What's that?" I asked, flicking my tail at it.

I could feel her jump a little. "Oh! Jaykit, you scared me…" She chuckled softly. "That's Cobwebs," she mewed gently and I could feel the pain coming off her pelt. "It hurts a lot…"

"I would think so," I retorted. "I'm not as rabbit-brained and helpless as I look!" My tail lashed at her and I stalked to the nursery, slipping inside.

Flowerwhisker was laughing loud, Cherryheart was rustling in her nest where Flowerwhisker's laughter came from, Whitefoot whipped a moss ball right above my ears and Soulkit, Wildkit, and Icekit whizzed past me, eager to get it.

Why did they have to act like newborn kits? I was much more responsible! I lashed my tail and climbed into Flowerwhisker's nest and curled up, feeling cold without his mother, brother, and sister.

My ears pricked as I listened to Soulkit's loud paws thumping against the ground and then his pawsteps stopped and I knew he'd lunged up to get it.

Icekit jumped into our nest and purred down at me, "Is Jaykit sleepy?"

"Leave me alone!" I snarled and closed my eyes tightly, not listening to her as she continued to talk to me.

"Jaykit," a sweet honey-like voice purred beside him.

My eyes flickered open and I gazed around. I mean really gazed around. The nursery was crowded! Everyone was frozen where they were, Icekit in mid-air, jumping out of the nest, Soulkit throwing the ball to Wildkit who was lunging up into the air, Cherryheart laughing, Flowerwhisker smiling at Whitefoot who was obviously telling a joke.

And then there was a beautiful white she-cat. The one Russetstar was talking to! My heart skipped a beat. "Who're you?"

"I'm Mothflight," she purred gently and a gray she-cat with a mouse in her jaws slipped behind Mothflight, racing into the trees. "Welcome to StarClan's hunting grounds."

We were still in the nursery but slowly it twisted and turned until we were in a grassy area, trees surrounding us where cats I didn't recognize were hunting rabbits and mice. A blue pool at the edge of the clearing sat calmly. "Y-You were talking to Russetstar yesterday!" I gasped finally, cursing myself silently for seeming like a mouse-brain.

A pale gray tom padded up next to Mothflight, standing beside Mothflight, his pelt brushing hers. He gazed down at her, compassion flooding from his pelt. "Jaykit," he mewed, looking down at me, "we're ancient WindClan warriors. Mothflight was a medicine cat and I was a warrior."

So they couldn't be together! Pity flashed through my pelt but I ignored it, trying to focus on the StarClan cats.. "And what do you want…?

Mothflight licked his ear gently and replied for him, "Rabbittail and I want to remind you to follow your heart, not your mind. You know what's best for you…" She led Rabbittail away, gently grooming his ears as they faded into nothingness.


The sun was shining on my pelt, the warmth on my back through the ceiling of the nursery. My eyes flickered open but only the darkness greeted me.

"Jaykit!" Soulkit squealed and I smelled the nest.

Empty. Flowerwhisker must've gone on a hunting patrol or something and the other's must've woken up early to go play, I thought, my head flicking over to where Soulkit's voice came from.

"What is it?" I lifted my head and then stood up, shaking moss out of my pelt. I bounced out of the nest and fell to the ground, a sharp pain shooting through my back paw. I stood up and ignored the aching pain..

The tom let out a gasp, "It's Wildkit! He's stuck in some brambles on the other side of the clearing and the warriors can't get him out!"

My heart skipped a beat in fear and instantly I plunged into the clearing and smelled my way to where the blood was coming off my brother's pelt. He was wailing and Mothflower was trying to soothe him.

"What did you think you were doing?!" I snapped as I felt for an opening, sticking my head through it the small hole and feeling his pelt. I ripped some brambles out of him but knew there were more.

He let out a low frustrated growl, "Soulkit threw the moss ball into the bushes and since I'm the smallest besides you, I went to get it!" I felt his tail lash. "No one told me I'd get stuck in the brambles!"

So this was Soulkit's doing, I thought to myself. He often liked to make Wildkit get into mouse-brained situations. I had only fallen for it once.

I pulled myself out of the bushes and then nodded at Mothflower. "You can pull him the rest of the way out," I told her.

I turned around and there sat the Clan, their eyes wide with worry. Russetstar padded up to me, gazing down he mewed gently, "You saved Wildkit. You're a hero!"

"Jaykit! Jaykit! Jaykit!" the Clan called and my eyes widened in surprise. I couldn't see them but I could tell they were all really proud.

Me? A hero? Can a blind kit be a hero? The question rang through my mind as they continued calling my name.