Chapter 2

Miltonclaw was furious at Dreamkit.

"You killed Brushstar! Your apprenticeship will probably will be delayed for a moon!" Miltonclaw stormed at him.

Dreamkit shrunk. It was Skykit's idea to go out of camp in the first place!

Dreamkit walked into the camp the 4 clans were sheltering in.

"What happened?" Breezewind, the new "leader" laid down on the rock.

"Brushstar's dead because of Dreamkit!" Miltonclaw fumed over Dreamkit.

"What?!" Breezewind gasped.

"We will all be sad for his death." Halfstar took a step forward. "We will have a vigil for him tonight."

Breezewind was still dazed. "So I'm leader?"

"Well, until you get your nine lives."

Halfstar walked up to Miltonclaw. "I do not believe Brushstar's death was on purpose, so I will not punish either Dreamkit or Skykit, "She paused, "I think they weren't supposed to live."

"They… they killed him! If they didn't go out of camp and break the warrior code, he may have survived!" Miltonclaw snapped.

"It would have happened anyway. Everyone knows that Brushstar was on his 9th life! He may have survived!" Halfstar snapped.

"Right. Like he…. oh-" Miltonclaw walked away, embarrassed. He seemed to have just realized he was quarreling with his leader. Dreamkit glowed in satisfaction.

Dreamkit turned around and saw Icenose bristling at him!

Dreamkit jumped over to her. "Mommy?" he mewed.

"Get away! You are a disgrace to your clan!" Icenose mewed.

Dreamkit jumped back. "Sorry!"

"Sorry catches no prey!" She snapped.

Dreamkit backed away.

"BOO!" A voice growled.

"AHH!" Dreamkit jumped up.

"I scared you!" Skykit teased.

"No you didn't!"

Skykit pulled him over to the fresh- kill pile. "Try a mouse!"

Dreamkit picked a mouse. He was careful so those selfish warriors wouldn't laugh at him. He didn't want any prey falling on him again! He snached the mouse and bit into it.

"Wait! I never had mouse before! How did I know that?" Dreamkit thought. All that was left in his mouth was pulp. He swallowed.

"Did you like it?" Skykit pressed.

Dreamkit realized that he was so intent on his thought, he forgot to savor the flavor of the mouse! "Um…. It was great!" He smiled.

"The sun is setting."

Dreamkit turned around to see Breezewind standing on the rock.

"I have chosen my deputy. My new deputy will be Whitefur," Breezewind announced.

"WHITEFUR! WHITEFUR! WHITEFUR!" WindClan cheered.

Dreamkit sensed something behind him. He looked around, and was suddenly started to be pulled towards the woods. He saw a "glowy" orb of light.

"Reminds me of Orblight" Dreamkit snorted, remembering the ThunderClan deputy.

"Come," A voice mewed in a raspy voice.

Dreamkit saw a sparkle tree. He wondered forward. Three cats appeared.

"Welcome, Dreamkit. Welcome to StarClan" a light gray tabby mewed. "I am Bluestar, leader who leader Firestar, known then as Rusty, into the forest."

The cat besides her was clearly Firestar, with his flame-colored pelt and green eyes.

Dreamkit looked at the cat next to Firestar. "Who are you?"

The cat looked into his eye. "Do you remember me?"

The Dreamkit recalled seeing Firestar meet the cat.. her name was Yellowfang! "Your name is Yellowfang!"

"Your right!" Yellowfang smiled.

"H… How do I remember this?"

"Some questions cannot be answered. You will find out yourself," Firestar looked at him.

"Why do I remember you confronting Yellowfang when you just entered the forest? Why do I think my sister, Skykit, has blue eyes when she doesn't? Why….. your secret," Dreamkit glared at Yellowfang.

"What secret?" Bluestar looked at Yellowfang, who shrunk like she was carrying heavy weight on her shoulders.

"Only Sagewhisker and… er… Dreamkit knows, and I'm not going to change it," Yellowfang puffed out her chest.

"We'll discuss this later. Let's get to the main topic," Firestar mewed.

"You have found Moontree, which is the equivalent of Moonpool," Bluestar paused. She looked around to see a faint shape of a cat. "It seems as someone came to join us." Halfstar was now noticeable.

"Halfstar, you were right. The two kits were supposed to fall tonight, but, sadly Brushstar fell instead. No, he is alive, but he has taken a path different than planned. Breezewind will still get his nine lives." Yellowfang rasped.

"Send him here tonight," Firestar dismissed Halfstar.

"I want to know. Yellowfang, I'll tell them all of your secrets if you don't tell me what's wrong with me." Dreamkit snarled. "And I want Halfstar to hear it too. Tell me… unless."

Yellowfang gulped. "Ask Bluestar. She made it up."

"I really didn't want this to end badly," Bluestar sighed.

The clearing that Dreamkit and Halfstar was standing in changed. Now, under him was a bowl shaped gully.

It was started to fill with blood!

Halfstar tried to claw up the side of the bowl. She fell down on her side.

"Dreamkit! Run!" Halfstar panted. The blood was up to Dreamkit's chin now!

"Darkness mixed with courage will rush through the bloodlines of all clans, and Crookedstar's promise will live on." A erie voice whispered.

The blood washed over him.

"NOOOOOOOOOO!"

Dreamkit woke up next to the tree. His pelt was still covered in blood. He went to wash his fur in the stream at the same moment a kit, who we all know, achieved her destiny.

Skykit.