Heeey guys :P So, I'm doing this thing where I give you FOUR questions and if one of you answers them all CORRECTLY in a review before next Wednesday(5-1-13) I will allow you to create your own character in this book(you'll PM me all the info)! Whether it be a rouge, loner kittypet, a newborn kit etc... So here's the questions(only answer if you've read the first book):

1. What was the name and color of Russetstar's kit that died?

2. Where did Heatherstar die(hint: she was the first leader)?

3. Who trained Russetstar in the Dark Forest?

4. What does Mothflower's name mean to Cinderleaf and Dawnpool(hint: has to do with the MOTH part)?

CHAPTER 1

Wildkit pounced on Icekit's tail; I could sense their movements and how quickly they moved around.

Deathkit was beside me, I could feel his pelt as he stood up and tackled Wildkit off Icekit's tail and pinned him and Wildkit pawed his nose, they rolled around and I felt Icekit's stare.

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

She padded towards me and batted my muzzle. "Race you to the Tallrock and back!" growled Icekit in my ear and she took off.

The clearing was full as I trotted after her, careful to try and dodge every warrior in my way I skidded to a hault, bumping into the Tallrock I raced after her, my heart pounding excitedly.

No one had warned me about the rock in the middle of my way and when my paw hit it I fell to the ground, face first. I could feel every warrior stop and stare at me as I struggled to stand on my four paws, wincing a little when I set my paw on the ground.

Deathkit walked up to me. He was definitely taller than me because I could see a shadow, but nothing else. "Aw, is little Jaykit okay?" he growled tauntingly.

Even though we were the same age, born at 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. "It's you that isn't going to be okay!" Without thinking I lashed my good paw out at his face and felt his muzzle against my paw.

He stumbled back a bit at my blow, I could feel his glare. "I wouldn't try anything like that again," he snarled.

I bit back a retort and let my claws dig into the earth beneath me. You think you're so smart! I thought bitterly and then lunged onto his back, feeling my claws dig into his back. Rather glad I didn't miss I held on for dear life.

Deathkit rolled onto his back, squashing me beneath him he pinned me onto the ground and then hissed in my face, "I warned you!"

Flowerwhisker's yowl made relief flood through me. "What're you doing?" she asked Deathkit and I could feel her anger.

"I-I'm just… Playing?" His answer was more like a question and his paws slid off me, I could feel Flowerwhisker's teeth in my scruff as she lifted me off the ground and put me on my feet.

Wildkit and Icekit were by my side now, obviously sticking up for me against Deathkit. "Stay away from them!" our mother snapped.

Though I was relieved for her 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.

It must've been turning nighttime because she picked up my scruff and put me in her nest, Wildkit and Icekit hoping in afterwards.

Feeling Deathkit's stare as he slipped in and got in Whitefoot's nest I realized how scary he really was. Just goto 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 and I let out a whimper. Is there a thorn in my nest? I asked myself silently.

"Flowerwhisker," I whispered. "Flowerwhisker wake up!"

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

Jaykit opened his mouth and paused. Should I tell her? "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 a cat in my ear.

I sat up and scented the air. "Graypaw?" I asked and then stood up; shaking off the moss I jumped out of the nest.

"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 felt loud pawsteps raced 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, warriors den. Walking a little faster I began to feel excited 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 walk, 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 elders den? Though I hadn't been born yet I'd heard many stories about The Great Battle that happened between the Clans-LepoardClan at that moment-and DarkClan. It led the Clans to lose Bluestar, Adderfang, and Dawnpool. But 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 Mothflower took over completely, leaving Dawnpool to warrior duties. Now Mothflower could take on an apprentice, I just hoped she wouldn't 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. "I-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.

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 but tried to remain happy.

Her pawsteps were padding away when I'd replied and she sat down somewhere near a wall were I could hear water dripping down. "If you goto the entrance and go straight you'll find Graypaw, Deathkit, 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!" she 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.

"Jaykit?" Wildkit's surprised voice made me shiver.

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

Scratchtail nodded and I felt him tense. "Yes, you may listen, Jaykit," he purred but I could hear the growl in his throat.

Sitting down near the edge where the apprentices 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 excitement on her pelt.

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

"Yes, and that 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 widdened. 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.

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

When I'd settled down in my nest I could bring myself to sleep. I could hear warriors padded around camp, towards dens and after a while the only thing I could hear is 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. "If you gave me a better prophecy maybe I could look better!" he snarled, digging his claws into the ground.

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

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 made me sit up in my nest.

Flowerwhisker was peering out of the nursery, her eyes wide she got into a crouch and lunged into the horde of cats and Deathkit was looking outside the nursery, his tail lashing.

Everything was black again and I knew I couldn't see. My heart skipped a beat. I could see! Does that mean that StarClan thinks I'm… Powerful? 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.

Whitefoot padded across the nursery and I could hear Deathkit whine. She must've picked him up by the scruff and carried him back to the nest…

The yowling of raged ThunderClan and WindClan cats went on until I heard the ThunderClan leader, Thrushstar, yell, "ThunderClan, retreat!"

Russetstar must've heard it to because he yowled, "Take your wounded and go! Don't make my warriors finish what you started."

Pawsteps entered the nursery. "Its 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. 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.

Jaykit felt fear surge through him and he glanced around. Someone was hurt in the camp badly. 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 sense her jump a little. "O-Oh. 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, entering.

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

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

His ear's pricked as he listened to Deathkit'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!" he snarled and closed his eyes tightly, not listening to her as she continued to talk to him.

"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, Deathkit 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 is 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 were cats were hunting rabbits and mice and a blue pool at the edge of the clearing. "Y-You were talking to Russetstar yesterday!" I gasped finally.

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

So they couldn't be together! Pity flashed through my pelt but I ignored it. "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 I was blind again.

"Jaykit!" Deathkit 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…

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

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 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 and feeling his pelt I ripped some brambles out of him but knew there were more.

He let out a low growl, "Deathkit threw the moss ball into the bushes and since I'm the smallest besides you I went to get them!" I felt his tail lash.

Jaykit pulled himself 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 widdened.

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