Chapter 1
Onekit awoke. "Wha?" she stood up on her short, stubby legs. She looked at her sister, Featherkit. Her mother, Graymist, was asleep. "Mama?" she called. Graymist did not awake. She didn't even stir. "Featherkit?" she asked. This time her sister got up. "What?" she asked. "Why isn't mama waking?" Onekit asked. It was almost their apprentice ceremony. "I don't know. Let's go get Willowshine." she suggested. Since Mothwing's recent death, she had only left her den if the need was urgent. I hope she'll come. Onekit thought. She padded after her sister. "I suppose I'll come." the medicine cat sighed. "I just hope I know what to do."
Graymist was dead. "Mama!" they had wailed, collapsing onto their mother. Willowshine had just stared at the body. Why? Why mama and not me? She thought. Reedstar called the Clan to a gathering at that time. He did the ceremony for the two. Reedstar would be Featherpaw's mentor and Troutstream was hers. Onepaw sighed. "Hey," Featherpaw ran to her sister. "What's got you down?" she asked. "It's just that you don't know how lucky you are." Onepaw sighed. "Your mentor is the leader of the Clan." And you're the older kit in our family. She thought.
They'd toured the territory. "Wow." Onepaw sighed. She laid her head on her paws as she ate her fish. "You look tired." Reedstar commented. Mistyfoot walked across the camp. She was an elder, with white on her aging muzzle. The old leader was now a fading memory. Reedstar nodded to his mother. "Hello, Mistyfoot." he said. She nodded. He looked back to Onepaw. "Well? How was training?" he asked. "Tiring. As you can see, I can barely put one paw in front of the other." she replied.
She looked around. The strange cat whispered around her. She looked at them. One of them had a flat face with scars all over it and a torn ear. This was Yellowfang, she realized. The old medicine cat of ThunderClan. "Yellow-" she was shaken by a paw. "Onepaw! Onepaw! Time for training!" a voice echoed.