Sunshine is joining me for this part. She knows this part well, for she was there. Right now, you know Sunshine by her former name. Pepper. Yes, she also joined the Clans. In a different way though. You'll find out about that much later. For now, I have decided to move onto a moon after the thought.

I had ended up speaking to Pepper about it, and she had understood me far greater than I had assumed she would. Loki was still living with us, though he stayed away from us. Not like we didn't like it that way though. We also put a safe distance between him and us. We were older now, 4 moons. Yet, I still felt older than that. More capable than a kit. But life was still normal, despite the horrid news of Oreo and Loki.

One day, everything changed. Pepper had come up to me, her ginger tail waving back and forth sharply. 'We need to escape!' She had cried, stopping a kit-step away from me. 'Loki has threatened me!' I had stared, frozen at Pepper, my eyes blank. Does she mean that Loki has just tried to kill her, or that he has threatened to kill her? I wondered. 'PUMPKIN!' A loud mew shook me from my thoughts.

Pepper was glaring at me. 'He has just attempted to murder me! You'll be next. We can't die! Please, we need to get out of here.' She begged, eyes pleading. What should I say? Are we able to live like this? Will Loki really kill us? Troubled thoughts flashed through my head.

The choice I made was the right one. Sunshine's nodding, and I'm presuming that mean yes, it was. In fact, Loki would have killed us. Like what he did to Oreo seasons ago. And a few other cats later. I really can't be giving you a spoiler. Sunshine says to continue with the story, before I blurt out anything else.

'Okay, you have a point.' I admitted. Pepper was now desperate, and was shifting uncomfortably from paw to paw.

'Is that a yes?' She asked. As I slowly shook my head up and down, in a gesture of a nod, her eyes lit up. 'Yes! We have to go! I was so worried that you would say no!'

'Okay…' I had said, unsure of myself. But, as Pepper led the way outside, a felt a surge of confidence fly through me. That was until I saw the white stuff littering the ground. I gritted my teeth, 'Snow!' I cried. Last time I had been out in the snow, a life had been taken away from me.

Sunshine is telling me to add the part when I go running, screaming into the forest. And I suppose that I will have to. It is the reason that I got separated from her. More about that later.

My kit-self was too mouse-brained to know that no one else would die. In about a heartbeat I had screamed, memories threatening to overwhelm me. I gasped for air, everything was closing in. There seemed only one option left in my brain. Run. I raced forwards, in the only direction I felt comfortable going in. And that was the forest.

A few moments later, I stopped, my small flanks heaving as I gasped for air. 'Pepper!' I called to my sister, who was not there. Then, with a horrible dread that I cannot describe, I sunk to ground. I had just run away from my only hope. I was four moons old, yet I had experienced things that kits should never know.

The annoying she-cat next to me, tells me that she had gotten into the Clans first. I'm telling her that I don't care. Now she's sending me a look. Nevermind. Sunshine is going to tell her side of the story. Only this time though… Hi! Sunshine here, ignore my annoying sister. She'll only be more annoying.

Let's go on with the story, I won't be putting so much 'sad' details like her. I prefer to look on the positive side Unlike- she's telling me not to say her name. Okay then, I'll call you Pain in the tail for now. She's glaring at me, and growling at me to move on with the story.

Alright, here we go.

I watched my sister go sprinting into the vast woods. I had no idea what was happening. Why had she just run off? Question like that were darting through my brain like the minnows RiverClan eat. Suddenly, a loud growling sound hit my ears.

Slowly, I turned around, the snow making a satisfying CRUNCH! Under my paws. I gulped. In front of me, stood a large red fox. It's snout was pointed at me. Yet, I felt no fear, only endless excitement pumping into me. I had unsheathed my claws, allowing a smile to criss-cross my face.

As a note, I had paced a few fox-lengths through the wood when I had found the fox, I had gone racing for my sister. That was probably why no one rescued me or heard me.

The fox seemed to mock me, narrowing it's amber eyes. I opened my mouth to let out a growl. Bad move. I had thought as the fox leapt forwards.

'Ow!' I yelped as it crashed down on me, winding me for a heartbeat, before I clumsily jumped to my tired paws. I can do this! I might've been a bit too confident, as the fox snarled, it's rotten breath flying into my mouth. I choked on it for a moment. I must have spent too long coughing, because the fox slashed at my leg.

I saw red streaks spilling out of it. And pain. Lots of pain. I had never felt so much pain ever. It was too much for me to process, and I collapsed to the ground.

Back when I was alive and part of a Clan, I probably would have found this pain fine, not like being run over by a Thunderpath. It was merely a scratch. But I had never felt that before.

Ow! I had gritted my white teeth, crying in pain. It wasn't until it brought a massive paw down on my head did I see darkness. The pain faded away, and my eyes closed. I dropped into unconsciousness.

The last thing I remember seeing, was definitely a black pelt attached to dark green eyes. Pain in the tail says that you can't see things when your unconscious. What does she know? Nothing, that's right.

She's just said that it's time for her turn. I haven't even had a moment to finish off what happened in my dream- Okay, I have regained control.

Hopefully she didn't kill you with her 'everything is sunshine and daises' talk. Now, I'm going to be in control of this story, for now at least.

Anyways, where was I? Oh right…

After my moment of grief, I pulled myself back together. You have to go now! And then, paw in front of the other, I set off into an unknown territory.

What felt like moons later, my exhausted paws brought themselves to a dirty, wrecked assortment of items. A large wooden box was crushed in the corner, a small opening in the box caught my attention though. My kit body was now shaking with cold, and weariness. I dragged my legs over to the box.

It was much warmer in there than outside, and I gratefully curled my tail around my nose. Sleep wouldn't come quickly though. Memories flashed through my head like lightning, which was actually booming outside my newly discovered home.

I'll be five moons tomorrow. I realized. Oh. My body shuddered as a piercing cold blast of wind greeted my fluffed out fur. Would I have to live here forever? Will I become a stray? My housefolk occasional talked about them, they said that they were cats that were outcast from homes, or never had a home. I had never felt sorry for them before.

I guess I'm like one of them now. Maybe I can find one. They could give me advice perhaps.

Well, maybe that would have worked… I couldn't really see myself talking to strays though. I was quite worrisome when I was a kit. And you are now. Stop, it's my go. Hmph.

Every time I heard what I thought were pawsteps, my ears pricked, and I lifted my head. Each time I thought they were Pepper's. But they never were. Eventually, I gave up on sleep, and padded outside the den, ignoring the biting cold.

I glared up at the sky. Silver stars twinkled brightly amongst the darkening background. I sighed. Somewhere, Pepper was probably watching these stars too. Perhaps even Loki.

Maybe my mother.

I suppose if I knew what StarClan was, I would have thought that Oreo was there. But of course, he wasn't a clan cat. He wouldn't be there. Well he could- Please, shut up.

I yawned, the urge of sleep crashing over me. I refused to move though. I enjoyed watching the specks of light in the sky. They were peaceful in a way.

Also, they helped keep me calm.

After a while, I got to my small ginger paws, and trudged over to my new bed. Or home. You could call it either. I curled up, tucking my paws under my stomach.

For a bit, I thought. Hard. I wonder what Loki is doing. He is probably having a frantic moment. Mother will have checked for us under her paws, in case she tread on us. I let our a small 'mrrow' of laughter.

Yeah probably. Loki might be angry though… and what if he is chasing after us? Panic flared through me.

Would he? I shook my head, now speaking aloud to myself. 'No he wouldn't. I'm sure us running away has spoken some sense into him.' I decided.

I had closed my eyes, and let peaceful thoughts wash over me then. As I fell into dream land though, an image flashed into my unconscious mind.

It was Loki. much older, claws unsheathed, with crimson blood dripping off them, pooling around the floor. And beneath him, was my sister, dead and scratched.

I shuddered in my sleep.

Then I realized, that in the corner of the image, a white and black tom sat.

A small thought worked its way into my sleepy head.

That cat looks like Oreo in a way.