Moonfrost padded me awake. My jaws gaped in a yawn, and she meowed, "You lazy furball, we got to go on a patrol!" "A what-"I tried to say, but Moonfrost already jumped off the rock and bounded toward the entrance. A dark grey warrior with amber eyes and Bramblestripe were sitting near the entrance. Grunting, I heaved to my paws and slowly padded over to them. The dark grey tom meowed, "You probably must be tired. Also, my name is Stormspark. You are Dragonwing, right?" I nodded at Stormspark. Bramblestripe rolled his eyes, and we setted off.
We leaped over the stream, and the sun was struggling to shine through the dense jungle trees. Twoleg nests were lined up where we headed for the border. Their monsters had a reeky scent and Moonfrost wrinkled her nose in disgust. All of a sudden, a young Twoleg kit was running at us. "Scatter!" Stormspark yowled.
We ran in all directions as the kit tried to grab us. Once we made it back into the safety of our territory, Moonfrost settled and sat down. Bramblestripe and Stormspark sat a tail length away from us. Moonfrost took a deep breath for some reason and meowed," Will it be okay if I tell you about my past? I told Thorntalon already, so I didn't tell you yet." I nodded, aware of Stormspark's and Bramblestripe's gazes burning into our fur and the tempting scent of prey. Maybe she knows about Crystalshard,
I thought. Moonfrost started, "When I was a kit, I was born in IceClan with Crystalshard, then known as Crystalkit. Our father became Clan leader, he is Moutainstar. He hated our mother so he drove us out. I walked for days, mewling for help. So one day a FireClan queen found me and brought me to FireClan. I never knew where Crystalshard went, so my kit days were filled with greif. Thorntalon was with me in the nursery when I came to FireClan, and he helped me get through the greif. We became good friends since. Then you came along, Dragonwing. I saw courage in you that no other cat possesses." She turned her head away. Then she continued, "My name was originally Bluekit, but my father changed my name to Moonkit. My mother died last moon, and she was carried to the deep valley in IceClan territory. They tossed her down there, and I was watching. The warriors hissed at me, and took me to Mountainstar. He never liked me so he ordered one of his warriors to carry me away. They one who carried me, I rembered his name, Clawstrike. He was one of the biggest cats, even bigger than Darkclaw. Other white warriors surrounded him. They walked fast, so I kept bumping into Clawstrike's chest. He was outraged and threw me into the FireClan border. I found a cave to sleep in, then the next day I woke up in the nursery. Then I was raised there with Thorntalon and Darkclaw, at the time we're know as Thornkit and Darkkit. They were very friendly to me. And that is my past."
Me, Stormspark, and Bramblestripe stared at her in horror and amazement. She gave herself an embarrassed chest lick, and she stood up. Stormspark did the same, meowing, "Let's go. We have to report about the Twoleg kit to Oakstar." We padded to the trail and back to the camp.