A/N: Ok, I updated! Not the longest chapter...but oh well. Enjoy!
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Larkkit shut her eyes tight, terrified. The tom looming over her, about to swing his paw down and end her life, was the evil Deathclaw, a cat who terrorized young cats who ventured out alone.
Suddenly, the tom's shadow disappeared. Larkkit looked up. Weedfur and Candy stood nearby, panting, their claws dripping with blood. Deathclaw lay on the ground, his flank cut up and bleeding. Several other cats rushed up. One, Snowfur, grabbed Larkkit by the scruff. "Let's get you back to camp," the white warrior meowed.
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It had been two moons since Deathclaw had attacked, and Larkkit was one moon away from becoming an apprentice. Her father, Weedfur, had thrilled her with stories of the four Clans and how they had a Gathering at the full moon. But here...here the Tribe of Swirling Mist was alone. Larkkit lay in the nursery next to her mother, deep in thought. Yes, she'd gone to Falling River, but that was not because she was all hyper all the time - cats like that didn't know anything about anything. No, she'd gone for adventure. That's what she wanted, adventure.
Larkkit sighed. With no other tribes, there were almost no battles. Life was serene and practically perfect. All cats had to do was hunt for food. Candy thought it was wonderful. Larkkit thought it was boring. So boring that...Larkkit yawned...she might...fall...asleep...
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(A/N: Larkkit's dream...)
A cream and ginger she-cat padded towards Larkkit. It looked just like Candy - but she was older-looking. "Who are you?" the kit demanded immediately.
"I'm your grandmother, Slit," the she-cat mrrowed laughingly.
"Candy's mother?"
"Yes. Do you know how Candy came to be in the Tribe of Swirling Mist when she should have been in the Tribe of Rising Stars?"
Larkkit was silent. Tribe of Rising Stars?
Taking the silence as an answer, Slit continued. "I am Candy's mother, as you know. My mate was a tom named Knife, and he had a sister named Bird who had just kitted. Her kits were Yarrowkit and Gravel. Then I had my kits...but I died bearing them. Their names were Ace, Hyacinth, and Candy. So the Twolegs wouldn't take them away, when the kits were three moons old they were sent by Knife and Bird into the forest to find the Tribe of Rising Stars. Ace, Hyacinth, Yarrowkit, and Gravel made it...but Candy got lost in the mist. She found the Tribe of Swirling Mist instead. Neither Tribe has communicated with one another for years...for reasons I can't reveal to you. But I can say that it is you destiny to bring them together." With that, the starry ginger and white she-cat began to fade away.
"Wait!" Larkkit called miserably. "I need to know more!"
"All will be uncovered in time, young Larkkit," whispered Slit's voice, even though the StarClan she-cat was no longer visible. "Just remember, the mist swirls around the rising stars because the lark's wing discovered what lies beyond the mist."
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Larkkit awoke with a start. Could any of this be true? If it was...well...she knew that it was HER the prophecy talked about, the one that brought the two tribes together by...discovering what lay beyond the mist? But she wasn't even supposed to go into the mist. No one who had gone in and tried to get out of it had succeeded. How should she be any different?
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Slit could sense Larkkit's thoughts of doubt. You are different, she thought to the young cat, wishing Larkkit could hear her, because you are the Daughter of the Stars - the chosen one. This is your task. StarClan fights alongside you, it is your destiny, and who can argue with that?
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A/N: Not the best chapter ever...but it gives you some info you'll need to know. OK, right now I have 15 reviews, I'll update once I have...let's see...how about once I have 21 reviews? So R&R plz!
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