Chapter 1
Tumble opened his eyes. He was laying in his Twoleg's garden, his sister, Frizz, sleeping next to him. His Twoleg was rapping on his food bowl, and then placed it down on the steps. Tumble put his head on his paws. This was the third time this week he hade the dream. The orange cat and the green eyes…Frizz opened one eye lazily. "Is it morning already?" she yawned. "Wow, it was cold. That'll be the last time we sleep outside in the fall!"
"Mm-hmm…" He mumbled, only half listening. His dream didn't make sense to him. There weren't any leaves on the trees in his dream, yet the leaves were only just beginning to fall to the ground now. He rose to his paws. "I'm going to see Princess." He decided out loud. "She'll know what it means."
"She'll know what?" Frizz sat up quickly, alert to his brother's seriousness.
"Ummm…well, you'll learn soon enough." He mumbled, leaping onto the fence, his sister following him.
"Princess!" Tumble yowled, "Are you there?" Moments later, their mother's head poked out of her house. "Hello Tumble, hi Frizz." She greeted. "What brings you here?" Frizz shoved Tumble forward. "Ask him." She replied. "He wanted to see you." Tumble spilled out the details about his dreams, Frizz and Princess listening intently. When Tumble finished, Princess turned her head in the direction of the thick woodland forest. "That cat…is your uncle Firestar…" She murmured.
"Firestar?" Frizz laughed, "That's a funny name!"
"Don't be mean!" Tumble gasped, leaping on Frizz. They tussled on the cleanly cut grass.
"Tumble, Frizz." Princess meowed. As Frizz was distracted, Tumble rolled over and pinned her down.
"So," Tumble meowed, letting Frizz up, "Which house does Firestar live in? Princess smiled and stared into the forest once more.
"He doesn't live in a house." She murmured. "He isn't a Twoleg pet. He is a wild cat. He lives in…the forest."