The dimmed sun of leaf-bare shined through the nursery. The morning was calm… and unusually quiet…
Icekit blindly stumbled around the nursery looking for the warmth of his mother but to his surprise he didn't find her…
instead he rolled out of the safety of the nursery. Then quite suddenly the sound of rushing pawsteps and the scent of fearful cats caught Icekit's attention.
"They're Here!" they called and before anyone could reply a new, horrible stench filled Icekit's scent glands as a loud howling broke through the gorse tunnel.
Icekit trembled. "MUM!" he called but it was drowned by the sound of screaming.
Icekit forced his eyes open only to see blood spilled on the white snow he turned his head looking for help but instead he met with two gleaming amber eyes and before he could squeal the black creature took him by the scruff of his neck and flung him over the trees.
It seemed as if he had been in the air for a whole moon before he eventually met with the deep white snow.
He scrambled onto his feat still gasping for air. No kit would be able to survive now,
with only just opening they're eyes and being stuck in the middle of leaf-bare.
But Icekit pushed on he tried sniffing the air for… for anything prey, cats, home but all he got was the stench of… of whatever he had encountered.
He looked around. If scent won't help I'll just have to rely on sight and sound. He thought as he crept through the snow.
After about an hour Icekit spotted a skinny mouse limping across the snow. It looked old and mingled. Icekit did not hesitate.
He tried his best to pounce on the animal although it was a poor attempt he caught it without need for a chase.
Icekit padded over to an oak and settled down. It didn't take long for him to fall into a deep sleep.
Icekit sat washing himself. It had been six moons since he had first opened his eyes. His belly rumbled and he got to his feat.
He felt he was arguably good at hunting. He headed of to his favorite hunting spot.
He waited for one of the stinky monsters to pass by before he sprinted across the burning open path.
He found himself in the shade of the trees. He stalked through the forest in a hunting crouch. His eyes gleamed in satisfaction as he scented a rabbit.
He pinpointed it and crept towards it. He swiftly pounced on it and killed it with one swift bite.
Icekit thought he was pretty lucky because the rabbit was quite plump.
He had suffered some food problems in the past and knew very well what it was like to be hungry. He settled down and started munching on the rabbit.
Icekit was interrupted however by a rustling in a bush nearby.
Icekit got excited. How much prey can you get in one day! He thought to himself but as he sniffed the air but he grew more alarmed at an unfamiliar scent that came from the bush.
Icekit scrambled on to the safety of a tree nearby and watched with curiosity.
"What a mouse-brained leader she is" came a muffled voice as a dark grey cat padded out of the bush.
Who is he!?. Icekit didn't dare question the cat's presence in person although Icekit thought he could fight him.
"Can't even choose the right debuty" the cat continued complaing. "Debuty?" Icekit whispered aloud.
Immediately he covered his mouth with his paws but lost balance on the branch and landed on the ground in a heap.
The stranger looked over at Icekit and padded over to him.
"What are you doing in our territory?!" The older cat snorted as he stood in front of the awkward heap on the floor.
"Territory?" Icekit pushed himself to his paws now gazing up at the the big tom.
He had a big pink scar across one eye and had big pointy ears, his pelt was dark grey and almost looked twice the size as Icekit.
He looked confused for a moment then sniffed Icekit.
"you not from any clans because you smell like crowfood… but you cant be a kittypet. Even them fleabags can stay on a tree" he said to himself.
"Clans?, Kittypet?" Icekit wondered aloud. The big tom snorted "I'll take you to Soulstar…" he mumbled as he picked up Icekit by the scruff of his neck.
" Hey I may be small but I'm no prey!" Icekit struggled "at least he knows what prey is" The cat muttered through a mouthful of fur.
Icekit was carried into what seemed to be a camp. Icekit stared in amazement as he saw countless cats washing and eating together.
The tom dropped him in the middle of the clearing. All the cats turned they're heads in curiosity but Icekit was focused on what lay ahead of him.
There glistening in the sun was a big rock about two fox lengths away from him.
Out of the base of the rock came a she-cat with blue eyes, a white head and a grey body. "What is this Duskpelt?" She stared at the tom with confusion.
The dark tom… Duskpelt… took a step forward.
"I found this little fleabag on our territory"
"That is no reason to bring him into the camp" a tall white cat appeared also from the base of the rock. The she-cat silenced him with her tail.
"Dustpelt please explain yourself" The she-cat was calm as she talked to Dustpelt.
"Soulstar He is neither a Clan cat nor a kittypet and he can't be a loner if he doesn't now what territory, kittypet or clan even is!"
"Now that is odd…" Soulstar approached Icekit.
Icekit stood confidently in front of her though he was terrified he didn't want to get into fight with all these bigger cats.
Soulstar only looked at Icekit for a heartbeat before she staggered back gasping.
"It's-it's Icekit!" She announced though she had a smile on her face her eyes where filled with confusion.
The cats around gasped. "Nonsense!" Duskpelt yowled "Icekit died moons ago!"