Chapter 4
SpottedDream had hopped to be taken back to the present- or from where she was, the future? This didn't make sense. Her mind was heavy and dizzy, and only got worse as the current slammed her into rocks and pulled her under. Down, Down, deeper, deeper, until all was black and SpottedDream floated to the top.
She opened her eyes, startled to hear a kit screaming. "Help! Please- help!" It was night, and SilverPelt shone brightly above. The silence of the night was interrupted with another cry from the kit. "Please- someone help!"
SpottedDream stepped out of the river and shook the water from her fur. She began to search for the kit, but her mouth dropped and her whiskers twitched when she found it. The kit- It was her!
She looked closer. It was her, but not Spottedkit. Young Spottedpaw. The day she was apprenticed. The clan was out on patrols, and so busy. She had felt so bored and alone to where she wandered out, and found a kit hanging helplessly over the river from a low branch.
It had been a young ThunderClan kit, and she happened to be close to ThunderClan. She watched as everything she was remembering happened.
"Help-please! I can't save this kit- someone come!" Spottedpaw screamed.
"H-h-help! Mommy! It's Bronzekit! Help!" The kit mewed. "Oh…" Spottedpaw groaned. "I hope I can do this!"
SpottedDream watched herself dive in, and go for the kit. She remembered ahead, her saving it, and all the praise she got.
SpottedDream would never forget that day. But not because it was great. It was horrible.
SpottedDream followed herself back to camp to find her brother waiting for her. "Bramblefur!" She accidentally cried allowed. No one heard her yell.
"Hey, Bramblepaw!" Spottedpaw smiled happily.
"H-H-Hey." Bramblepaw mewed nervously.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Why are you so nervous?"
"I'm not!"
"Tell me!"
"I'm leaving!"
SpottedDream was taken aback, just as she was so long ago. His words hit her like a blizzard. So hard, and cold.
Suddenly, that is exactly what happened. Wind pushed her, so strongly, she started to lift off her feet, just to fall again. The wind blew her backwards, then around in circles until it became cold. Freezing. Snow began to appear within the wind, and it dropped SpottedDream to the ground. The snow soon turned her pelt to pure white, and she fell to the ground weekly, being completely buried by the biggest blizzard in history.