Me: Well, here is the next chapter. Hope you enjoy it, and please vote on who dies. I need to know.

Moonfrost stretched and yawned loudly. She glanced around the camp, only to see a few cats. Cocking her head she listened carefully for the other cats. Where was everyone? Sighing, she walked over to Goldspots, Dreamfeather and Ambercoat. The three kits were still asleep. Hauntedsoul and Applefur were sitting guard at the front of the camp.

"Where is everyone you guys?" she mewed wonderingly.

"They're out hunting and looking for any survivors."

Moonfrost nodded and sat there looking at the kits kindly. She always loved kits and wanted some, but never found the right tom. Sighing, she turned to the three queens and talked with them. After a while they heard paw steps.

Turning around they saw all the apprentices were coming in with some scrawny, but much, fresh-kill. They put down some food in front of the queens and Moonfrost. Then they grabbed some for themselves.

As soon as they finished the rest of the warriors came in; it seemed there were no other survivors. The warriors walked over to the small pile and took some food. When everyone finished and the kits woke and ate they knew it was time to leave.

"Are we all ready?" asked Blackstrife.

Everyone looked unsure, but nodded sadly, and then they set off to the forest far off. By late night they reached the Moonpool and stared in shock. The water was gone from the pool leaving a dark pit of emptiness. Featherstream and Scarletpaw looked at it sadly, but with no shock. They've seen it already, but didn't want to tell the others. They turned away from it and walked away following the dried up stream into the unknown.

The dark unknown forest left the cats on their toes. The wind made the trees groan and the darkness cast strange shadows. Since they knew nothing of forest, they were on edge and often looked over their shoulder, as if an enemy might jump at them. No cat spoke, not even the kits. Everyone stayed close together so they wouldn't get separated. When they became tired they curled up closely, one at a time two cats would keep watch. They didn't know how long they were in the strange forest, but it was far too long.

The forest became cold and leaf-fall was quickly turning into leaf-bare. The wind was cold and harsh, freezing the cats to their bone. All of a sudden the wind blew towards them sending a familiar acrid stench.

Before any cat could say anything a large ginger shape barreled over Applefur and Badgerstripe. The warriors hissed at the fox, but quieted when they got a good look at it. The amber eyes of the fox were wild and foam dribbled from the mouth. The fox snarled and ran at the apprentices, whose fur was bristling and stood defensively.

"Be careful!" yowled Moonfrost.

All the apprentices where bowled over and Foampaw and Rockpaw had claws in their legs. They yowled in pain as the fox dug its claws deeper in the cats. Honeykit hissed and ran at the foaming fox with un-sheathed claws, landing it its head. The fox snarled and got off the apprentices and began to thrash its head.

"Honeykit!" cried Ambercoat.

Honeykit hissed and clamped her teeth on the fox's ear. The fox became mad and whacked Honeykit off its head into a tree, cutting open her stomach a bit.

"Honeykit!" yowled Ambercoat and Sagekit in fear.

The fox turned to the helpless kit and took a step forward, then was knocked back by Wolfheart and Hauntedsoul, leaving it dazed.

"Run!" a voice said from behind. "Before it gets to mad."

The cats turned to see a white and grey tom looking at them with frantic blue and green eyes. They looked the strange fox then dashed over to the cat and ran. Rabbitpaw quickly ran over to Honeykit, grabbed her, and then ran after the others.

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"That was close." sighed the new arrival. "That fox could have killed you all."

"Honeykit might die still!" snarled Ambercoat, licking Honeykit's wound.

The new tom looked thoughtfully at the dying kit, than he ran off quickly. After only a few heart beats he returned with a mouthful of Marigold, and some cobwebs wrapped around his tail. Faetherstream and Scarletpaw walked over and took it from him and began to put them on Honeykit.

"She's in Starclan's paws now." she sighed.

Even though this cat saved them Blackstrife and Moonfrost still didn't trust him and walked in front of him.

"We thank you for your help." mewed Blackstrife. "Who are you?"

"Name's Kite." he mewed presently, "What's yours?"

After everyone introduced themselves Kite asked what a large group of cats were doing together. They explained to him about their home being destroyed and how they needed to find a new home, in return they learned about Kite. He was a loner that traveled and met new cats, and saw new places. He knew of an abandoned church they could stay that had some birds and small families of church mice. After talking it over they agreed; it was getting really cold and they needed a warm place to rest. So the loner with two colored eyes led them away. It didn't take long to get to the twoleg den.

The two leg den was large with little to no trace of twoleg scent, much to the cat's joy. It was very old looking, but still looked durable. The cats silently walked in and caught the scent of dust, and under that mice and bird. The warriors scent the apprentices to get what they could find. While they hunted the medicine cat and her apprentice were taking care of Foampaw and Rockpaw.

"Kite," mewed Moonfrost, walking up to Kite, "Do you know any areas for the clans?"

"No," he mewed, "This is as far as I've traveled. I like it here."

She frowned sadly and thanked him and walked over the Windclan cats. Kite frowned, he didn't know anyone. Featherstream noticed Kite was all alone so she called him with a flick of her tail. When he was next to her she mewed, "Do you know where any catmint might be? There large purple flowers?"

Kite looked thoughtful, then nodded. She purred in delight and turned to Scarletpaw.

"Go with Kite to get some catmint. We don't know if any cats might get Greencough.

She nodded and followed the loner. After a while they returned with a few stalks of catmint. Featherstream thanked them and put them in the small pile of herbs. Kite hesitantly crept to the warriors to listen to them, or try and help. Slowly the talking of the other cats died down as they grew more and more tired. Eventually every cat fell asleep.

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The first thing the cats noticed when they woke up was it was much colder than last night. They looked outside of the den and saw, to their horror, there was snow all across the ground. The kits, who never seen snow before, ran outside and began to play in it, accompanied by the queens of course. Only Ambercoat stayed behind to watch over Honeykit.

"This isn't good." mewed Badgerstripe. "Prey shall be harder to find than ever!"

"Plus," sighed Wolfheart, "With all this snow it will be easier to get Greencough, or even Whitecough."

The warriors looked at one another worriedly. Blackstrife shook his head and looked at the cats.

"We can't let that stop us; we have to keep moving on to find a home."

"When will we leave?" asked Blackpaw.

"Soon." was the reply.

The cats nodded and scent the apprentices to hunt. It was hard, but they managed to find a few mice and Rabbitpaw managed to catch a big snow hare for the queens. After enjoying a small meal they began to set off again. Moonfrost. Who was a little behind, turned to Kite.

"How about you come with us?" she asked him.

"Why?" he asked, the shock clear in his voice.

"It's better than being alone. Besides, you've been a great help, it's the least we could do."

After a moment of hesitation, he agreed and they quickly caught up to the cats. The cats were nervous, but still they continued on wondering what will happen next.

Me: There it was, chapter 3! Now click the pretty review button, it's hungry.