Chapter 2:
It was nearing dawn in a clearing near the middle of a dark forest. All was silent but the hooting of an owl, that is, until, they attacked. "Kill them! Kill them all!" screamed a huge ginger tom as he leaped onto the back of another. There was a war being raged between Moonclan and Deathclan, one a forest clan, the other the decedents of Bloodclan. Just as the fighting broke out, you could make out a terrified black she-cat dashing through the trees with two mewing kits dangling from her jaws. She finally stopped, panting with exhaustion. "M-moonstar!" she yowled, eyes wide. "I'm here…" mewed a voice from behind a large oak. A large silver and white tom immerged from behind it. "What is this about night?!?" Then he noticed the blood streaming down her flank, and the tears seeping from her eyes. " T-take them….you must-" she was cut off by a startled yowl. " N-night?!? What in the Name of Starclan are you doing?!?! Those are Deathclan's kits!" Moonstar's fur bristled but it was to late. The grey tom, of which went by the name of Stone, bounded toward the two small kits, one hazel and white, the other white. "No!" yowled Night, trying to cover her kits. Stone meirly swatted her aside. He was only able to grab the larger kit, the hazel one. Night was shoved to her feet and had to follow stone. "Please, just take her!" she screamed over her shoulder. Moonstar shakily obeyed, kneeling down to lick the Deathclan scent from her fur. "It's ok now……it will all be ok Dogkit…"
Dogpaw woke with a start at the sound of her leader's, her father's, voice. "…and Dogpaw will be attending the gathering!" he finished, turning his back and padding into his den. Dogpaw's friend Sparrowpaw, a red and black tom, walked up beside her with a skip in his step. " This is great!" he mewed, eyes bright as he waved his tail. "I love seeing how the other clans live." Dogpaw purred and flicked her tail across his nose. "Settle down fur ball." "Oh, I'm the fur ball?" he shot back playfully, "Look at you!" Dogpaw had to admit that he was right. She literally WAS a fur ball, shaggy brown fur and all. Sparrowpaw must have known he had hit a nerve, and mewed "But that doesn't mean your not the most beautiful she-cat I have ever seen!"
Dogpaw blushed and pink almost showed through her fur. "Dogpaw, Sparrowpaw!" mewed a voice from behind them. It was Yawnpaw, Dogpaw's littermate. Dogpaw had never met her real mother, but was instead raised with Flowerflame's kits. "Hey, Yawnpaw…" mewed Dogpaw, batting her ear. "We have a gathering to go to." 'That's great!" she mewed, rapidly licking her sand colored fur. " This will be my first!"
At the gathering, Moonclan was the last to arrive. Dogpaw settled herself down beside a few other older apprentices from mist clan. She looked around happily and was surprised by what she saw. A young Black and white tom about her age was staring at her. He seemed so familiar, and suddenly his name popped into her head. This was Wolfpaw of Sunclan.