Welcome to Warriors: New Dawning: Rising Sun! This is about the future ThunderClan, ShadowClan, WindClan, and RiverClan. The main character is a young kit named Blackkit, a black she-cat with dark gray paws, and an odd twisted forepaw. As a kit, she is sommoned by StarClan cats who tell her of a prophecy saying she would have great powers. There is also another cat who has a power that will connect with hers to creat a powerful force that no cat can destroy, not even the evil Tigerstar, who died in the first Dark Forest battle. During your time as a reader, you will need to look for clues, especially in the details. If you don't read close enough, you won't understand who did what or what happened, because it will be hard to know. Thanks, and keep up the reviewing on my stories please!

-Goldmoonrider

"Surrender, kittypets!" Blackkit yowled as she darted out of the nusery on the heels of her sister, Boldkit. The two sisters were playing as if Boldkit was a WindClan warrior and Blackkit was a ThunderClan warrior. The black she-kit rushed after her sister, bowling her down in the middle of the ThunderClan camp clearing and batting at the dark gray she-cat.

Blackkit used her twisted paw to help her hit her sister with a strong force, but not to strong. The young kitten was only three moons old and had an oddly twisted forepaw that was also very powerful in play fighting with her sister. The two littermates played all the time as if they were from different Clans, and Blackkit always won, with her twisted paw of course. She never could understand how her paw was so strong, since it was only a twisted paw. She had heard many stories about a cat many, many moons ago named Deadfoot who also had a twisted forepaw, but he became the most well known deputy of all the Clans.

Just as Blackkit was about to use her strong forepaw to hit her sister with a strong blow, a meow sounded from the nusery. "Blackkit, don't you dare hurt your sister with that paw. It will hurt her to much to be playing." Blackkit turned away from her sister, who was squirming violently to get away from her sister, and looked over at the nursery to see their mother, Shinningflower. The bright ginger she-cat was standing about three mouse lengths away from where Blackkit had her sister pinned to the ground and had her green eyes narrowed to slits.

Blackkit leaped off her sister, who hissed at her and bounded over to their mother. The black she-kit hissed back before retreating to the fresh-kill pile to find her father. The cat who fathered her was an important cat in the Clan, being the deputy. His name was Oakstorm, and was a light brown-gray with dark brown paws and underbelly along with tabby stripes. He was mentoring an apprentice named Birdpaw, who was one of the bossiest cats in the Clan, other than her mother. Blackkit liked her father best, since her mother was always telling her not to do this or not to do that. She knew that if her father wasn't on a patrol, that meant they could play, which they almost always did.

The black kit sniffed around for her fathers scent before following it to Highledge where he was having a talk with the leader of their Clan, Goldenstar, a gold she-cat with blue eyes. She could just make out the words they were saying to each other.

Goldenstar was speaking first. "As I was saying earlier, things are getting out of hand. I have already decided on making a new rule to put into the warrior code. You know, the one that says, 'Cats must always respect boundries, and if a cat is caught even going a mouse length into another Clan's territory, they will be reported. Border patrols must go on patroling three times a day, each cat switched out.' You know, and now I really have something to say against crossing territory boundries." she meowed carfully.

Oakstorm nodded. "Yes, I understand perfectly. But what happened to the first idea of yours? Remember the one that you wanted to put in saying, 'Every apprentice must never be set off alone, and their mentors must make sure they do their jobs for feeding the elders every day. No apprentice must be allowed to be let off gaurd and go on their own patrols.' That idea was even better than this one." then he looked over at Blackkit who was standing about a fox length away from the two.

"Blackkit, hello." he meowed to his daughter. Then he looked up at his leader. "I better go play with her. I haven't done that today yet, and if I don't, she will beg for there to be a code saying, 'Every father must play with their kits all day every day.'" he chuckled and dipped his head to Goldenstar before padded over to Blackkit and scuffling her over with his huge forepaws.

Blackkit sqeaked and scrambled to climb onto her father's back. "Oof!" she mewed as she fell of his back with a thud.

Oakstorm helped her to her paws and took her over to the camp entrance where he ducked under the bramble arch and padded into the territory with Blackkit behind him. The two followed the sandy path that had been made by some of the elders when they had been warriors themselves. The padded down until they were at the river where the stench of ShadowClan hung in the air. Blackkit could scent out where the boder was, and she suddenly felt afraid. Her eyes looked as hard as they could until something odd happened. She could see straight into the ShadowClan camp! She could hear things that were going on there too, and right now there was a confersation going on with the Clan.

A huge dark borwn tom who had the biggest paws Blackkit had ever seen was sitting on a tree branch that held over a small crack in a huge rock. His brown head was held high above his Clanmates as they sat below him, waiting for his words. Blackkit pricked her ears to hear what was going on.

"To long have we sat here, scratching out bellies as if nothing was happening. To long have we waited for the chance to get back at ThunderClan for the crimes they made, like medicine cats breaking two codes at once by becoming a mother to half Clan kits and kittypets joining the Clan." he yowled at his Clan in a strong voice. "Tomorrow night, we shall attack ThunderClan at the heart of their territory. I will take a patrol, then Shadepelt," he pointed to a cloudy gray she-cat below him on a smaller branch. "Will take another one. No apprentice shall be left behind, except for the cats who have trained long enough and have been in enough battles not to need to miss this one. We will have revenge!"

Blackkit gasped in horror, then looked up at her father who was trotting quietly beside her. "Father!" he mewed for his attention, and the two slowed to a stop.

Oakstorm looked down at his daughter. "Yes, Blackkit?"

The small kit was still shocked, but she could still speak. "Its ShadowClan, they're planning an attack!"

Her father twitched his whiskers. "Of course they are. Cause I'm ShadowClan!"

"No, no!" she squeaked back at him. "You don't understand: its not a game, its real! I just heard a huge cat say that they were going to attack!"

Her father stared at her for a few heartbeats before sighing. "Blackkit, you have to stop making things up. Let's get back to camp, alright?"

The kit tugged at his shoulder scruff. "No, no, you have to get the warriors ready! I promise the cats are coming to attack, I promise!" she growled and hissed.

"Now your lying." her father picked Blackkit up by her scruff and carried her back up the path. "You're coming with me right now young lady." he growled through her fur. Blackkit hissed and snarled at her father, who only ignored her and carried her up the hill further. Soon, as they came very near the camp, the black kit stopped struggling and just went limp, her eyes closing in defeat. How was she ever going to make them understand?