Kits Of a Leader- Part one-Frostkit

Frostkit padded out of the nursery, sadness in her Gaze.

Where is Faytekit now? Frostkit thought. Looking at Breezekit and Willowkit, her siblings.

Frostkit looked up at the sky, expecting the sun to shine down and Warm her fur, to confort her. But instead a chilling breeze swept though her,. and she shivered, but not just from the sudden coldness.

A voice whispered in her ears, making her fur prickle.

"She's never coming back......." one voice said. "Not where she belongs......" another voice said.

"Huh? She has to come back!" Frostkit exclaimed.

"Impossible" one voice said, more clear than all the others. And Familiar.

I've heard that voice before! Frostkit exclaimed in her mind.

She felt as though transported to a clearing. She smelled Brokenclan and Briarclan scents mixed together, but more powerful stench hit her.

Fire!

She saw Ravenstar and Hawkeyes squared up on eachother, with the other cats battling around them

"I can't fight you" Ravenstar said steadly at Hawkeyes.

"Well that's too bad! Hawkeyes snarled, and leaped on top of him.

"Noo!" Frostkit yowled, running toward them. But everything blurred and she was still just outside of the nursery.

Suddenly something dawned on her.... the voice was Hawkeyes!

"That's right little kit" Hawkeyes hissed in her ear.

"Frost glitters on petals and Webs;

The dark raven's call is the only thing said.
Dusk gives way in a small gentle breeze;
then blossoms again with the willows at ease."

Hawkeyes rasped, and then his presense was gone.

Frostkit bristled, the words had a Dark tone to them.

What danger was in store for Briarclan?