Kits Of a Leader Part 8- Searingpaw/Swiftstar

         As Ravensoar, Searingpaw, and Duskgaze appeared back outside camp, Duskgaze doubled over in pain. The others looked worriedly at her, but she waved her tail.

   "Go on... I'm fine. I just need to recover." she said. And then headed into camp. Searingpaw looked around camp.

     "She never got to tell me if she feels the same way that I do for her...." he whispered to himself. "The battle is coming, and she could get hurt!" He exclaimed. "What can I do to stop it.... Duskgaze's power is draining...." he trailed off looking out of camp. "What if she gets killed, and I can never see her again?" he murmured. Suddenly, Shadeshadow walked up to him.

    "She can't." she said. "She's a cat of the prophecy." Shadeshadow looked at him in the eyes. Her eyes look like Frostriver's.... he thought with a pain. His heart hurt.

   "I never told anyone this. And don't tell anyone yourself." she whispered. "I can see into the future. I didn't even knew it myself. I thought it was normal. But I see you." she said. "And I see her." she said. "And I can't say no more, but both of you WILL live, if I have anything to say about it." Shadeshadow said. "When the battle comes, and the winners stand, their greatest strength will be lost." she whispered, then walked away, leaving Searingpaw standing there, gaping.

    Was that a prophecy? he thought. It doesn't matter. We have to be ready, and the whole clan already can feel it's coming. But when this is over, I'm getting her back. he thought with determination, and looked at Floe and Ravensoar and their kits.

     Maybe we can be happy like them.

>Searingpaw<

Swiftstar was padding along the river, her eyes filled with sorrow. The prophecy rung in her ears everyday, and everyday it grew stronger.

"You have two choices
only one you can cover.
One leads to death,
and death the other.
Then an obstacle,
you cannot pass.
so live each day,
like it's your last."

She remembered when Greystar gave her the prophecy. It seemed like moons ago, which it was.

     "To find your last peace your heart must be searing like a flame." someone spoke, and she almost fell. Slowly, she turned around.
      "I came to find you." he said. "This black cat- the one who looked just like you, told me to tell you. That. That to find your last peace your hear must be searing like a flame." he said. Swiftstar looked confused.
   "Your... having kits?" he asked, staring at her belly. "And you didn't tell me?" Brass said. "I-I-" Swiftstar stuttered, but Brass rushed over to her. "That's lovely! Wonderful! Fantastic!" He purred. "They'll be beautiful, like you." he said. Swiftstar smiled.
    "I missed you." Brass said. "I missed you so much. I thought you might've died. But no! Your still alive."
But not for long. Swiftstar thought sadly, with a twinge of pain. But that pain spread, and she collapsed on the ground.
    What's... the kits! "The kits are coming." Swiftstar said shakily.  "Great Starclan!" Brass explained. "I've helped my mother deliver a later litter of kits. I can do this." he said. "Now push." he said. "Oh! And here's a stick!" he said, picking up a stick and shoving in her face, and she bit down onto it.
          She felt the kit come out and sighed. She saw Brass bend over and nip the kit's sac and it started mewling. "That's it." he said.
   "That's it?" she asked. Brass nodded. "Yup. It's a tom. And a hansom one too, if i do say so myself." he said, chuckling. The tom had the same bracken-colored fur as Brass.
    "Bronzekit." he said. "Can he be called Bronzekit?" he asked. "Of course, and let him be prophecy free." she breathed, licking the kit on the head.
    "Who knows if he'll remember me?"  she said. "I'll miss him so much. Almost as much as you." Swiftstar said to Brass.
    "Don't talk like that! You know what? Tell this 'Starclan' that if they want to take your life, they have to get through me first." he said.
     "I'll try. But we have to get back to camp now. I mean I have to get back. Before the clan notices I'm gone." said, picking up Bronzekit who squeaked in protest.
      "Take care of our son." Brass said quietly. And Swiftstar nodded. "I will." and with that, she walked in the direction of camp, with Brass looking on.

>Swiftstar<

Kits of a Leader Part 7- Breezeflame/Frozenstar

    "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather here beneath the thickbranch for a clan meeting!" Swiftstar called.

"I have found out what happened to our Five apprentices! They have.. joined Brokenclan. We do not no why, Frostpaw gave me a message! Their numbers are growing! They told us to fear them but we will not, we will stand up and face them! All of them!" Swiftstar yowled.

"Today would be the day I'd give them their warrior names, but we will give the others today."

"Duskpaw, Webpaw, Petalpaw, and Ravenpaw. Step forward."

"I, Swiftstar, leader of Briarclan, call apon my warrior ancestors to look down on these apprentices. They have trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and we condem them as warriors in their turn."

"Duskpaw, Webpaw, Petalpaw, and Ravenpaw. Do you promise to uphold the warrior code, and protect and defend this clan, even it cost your lives?"

"I do." they all said.

"Then by the powers of Starclan I give you your warrior names.

"Duskpaw, you shall be known as Duskgaze."

"Webpaw, you shall be known as Webfeather."

"Petalpaw, you shall be known as Petalbrook."

"Ravenpaw, you shall be known as Ravensoar."

"Duskgaze! Webfeather! Petalbrook! Ravensoar!" the clan cheered.

"Also, Floe has been asleep since the last gathering, and we do not know why. Let us hope that soon she will wake up."

The clan murmured solemly for Floe, and Ravensoar's eyes glinted with hidden emotion.

>Swiftstar<

Frozenstar leaped up onto her perch, where Brokenclan was already sulking below.

"Cats of Brokenclan! It's time to make five worthy apprentices warriors! With more warriors it will make us more powerful than Briarclan ever was! And we will defeat them!"

"Frostpaw, Darkpaw, Blossompaw, Breezepaw, and Willowpaw! You Shall be known as Frostriver, Darkbreeze, Blossompatch, Breezeflame, and Willowsun!"

The cats of Brokenclan stayed silent though, and Frozenstar glared at them.

"Also, Searingkit has been stolen by Briarclan! Right now they are making him soft, but his siblings will become apprentices!

"Twistedkit and Ashkit! From this moment forward untill you recieve your warrior names you shall be known as Twistedpaw and Ashpaw! Breezeflame, you are young but ready, you shall mentor Ashpaw. Willowsun, you shall mentor Twistedpaw!"

"Twistedpaw! Twistedpaw! Ashpaw! Ashpaw!"

Frozenstar walked up to Breezeflame, smiling. "Breezeflame, you have much potential. You see, Flameblaze has been spying for another clan." she said softly. "It's such a tragedy, but he must be stopped." she said, looking at Flameblaze.

"Kill him, and you'll be the next deputy of Brokenclan." and she chuckled as Breezeflame aimed for Flameblaze's throat.

>Frozenstar<

Kits Of a Leader Part 6- Frozenstar

   "Frozenheart." The grey and white she-cat stood up, looking at the direction of the voice that had called her name.

       "Frozenheart, Frozenheart." her name became a chant. She turned around in a full circle, snarling a challenge. "Who's there?" she spat. "Show yourself!" her voice echoed of the bare pale trees, across the exposed packed earth. One by one shadows darted out of the dark mist that concealed them, forming a hard line. It took Frozenheart a moment to realize they were cats. She bared her teeth, and the cats advanced, she saw them more clearly under the light that came from nowhere. Greystar walked up to her.

   "We have brought you here to give you your role, and rise you up from where you stand." he said, his voice echoing menace. "To give you your line lives as a leader." he added. "Will you accept this position, to lead Brokenclan through greater times, times where they are feared and crush their enemies in the dust?" Frozenheart dipped her head at once, her eyes gleaming.

     "Then so be it." Greystar said. She looked at all the cats, some familiar others not. Their eyes were filled with not hatred or malice, nor pride. They looked as if they were eying a plump piece of fresh-kill. The first cat came up to her. It was Darkenedstar, the leader before her father. She stepped forward, touching her nose to Frozenheart's forehead.

   "With this life I give you confidence. Use it well to get through any battle, no matter what the odds." she said, and the life flowed through Frozenheart like a black wave. The next cat padded up to her, but more like stalked over to her. She realized it was the former medicine cat, Deadsoul. He touched touched his nose to hers.

 "With this life I give you knowledge." he rasped. "Use it well to uncover all of your enemies weaknesses." he said, and when this life came into her, she felt her power rising. The next cat who came over to her was her mother, Wingshard.

  "With this life I give you power. Use it to keep your rank in your clan and your rank above all mortal cats." Wingshard said, and the life was smooth and clean, and Frozenheart wanted more even when her mother padded back in the crowd. Flickstar came up, his eyes gleaming, clearly still remembering that it was Frozenheart who killed him. Though he was giving her a life, anyway.

"With this life I gave you Tireless energy. Use it well to have unlimited strength when charging in the front line." he said, and the life felt similar to the one Wingshard had given her. Closing her eyes, she embraced it, feeling higher then all other cats.  Flickstar stalked away, and Snakepaw took his place. She remembered Snakepaw, one of her brothers, who died.
      
          He was killed after going on a search patrol to bring back exiles. Those exiles happened to be Copperpaw, Heatpaw, Poppypaw, and herself, Frozenpaw, then. Exiled from their own clan by speaking out to Greystar, the littermates grouped together. Copperpaw and Poppypaw wanted to change their names, while Frozenpaw and Heatpaw kept theirs. She remembered, Copperpaw became Copper. While Poppypaw changed her name to Floe. But the patrol found the four of them, and Frozenheart attacked Snakepaw herself, killing him. Their group got scattered, and Heatpaw was the only one left. The Copper and Floe, probably dead. That was when they found their way to Briarclan. Shaking off the memory, Snakepaw began to speak.

    "With this life I give you strength. Use it well to endure hard times from both weather and enemies." he said, and she blinked, he was gone, and another cat took his place. Shaderiver, the deputy before Flameblaze was before her. She touched her nose to her ear.

     "With this life I give you persuasion. Use it well to gain your allies' trust." she said, and this life somehow stung harshly, but for some reason Frozenheart knew it shouldn't. Probably because the lives before that had been so painless. Next came Smallkit, and Frozenheart remembered him with a pang. He was her friend when they were kits, but she remembered that Darkenedstar killed him for being too weak. He reared up on his hind legs, stretching so that his nose touched hers.

    "With this life I give you a clear mind. Use it to make the right decisions and not to be clouded by judgement." he mewed, letting her take the life and then padding slowly back. The cats parted, a new cat came through the crowd. It was a lithe grey tabby tom, with gleaming eyes that seemed to burn her. He stopped a few mouse-lengths in front of her. "I am Hawkeyes." he announced, and Frozenheart then nodded, hearing the stories about him when she once lived in Briarclan.

    "With this life I give you wisdom and insight. Use it well to learn more about yourself and others." he said, and Frozenheart crumpled to the ground. Or she felt like it, because her eyes were shut tight in pain. Several heart-beats later is subsided, and she opened back her eyes, seeing that she did not move at all. The last cat to come to her was Greystar. He stalked up to Frozenheart boldly.

    "Frozenheart." he began. "My daughter. You have now clawed up to the ranks as leader, and will have full control over Brokenclan as it's sole Leader." he said, ,and touched his nose to her forehead.

     "With this life I give you Courage. Use it well to assure faith in yourself as well as others, and to lead your clan to greater times." he finished, and her last and painful life spread through her like a virus, but it was quickly over. Gasping, she looked back up at her father.

  "We strip away your old life, and give you your new one. Frozenstar, leader of brokenclan." he said, and the cats stayed silent, not even chanting her name, but melted away back into the darkness

  Frozenstar blinked, and suddenly Greystar looked Calmer. "Frozenstar, you will come across cats. With powers like none ever before. Take them in and use them as an Advantage." he said.

"Frost glitters on Petals, Willows, and Webs.
The Raven's wings are Dark as they Spread.
Dusk gives way and surrenders to light,
then Blossoms again with all it's might.
Battles will Turn, choices will be made,
And a Breeze will change their present day." he rasped.

                                  ~<>~

     "Darkpaw and Frostpaw are joining Brokenclan, so treat them with respect." Frozenheart said from her perch, as soon as she got back from the patrol to with Flameblaze and Lizardclaw.

   "Lizardclaw, you will mentor Darkpaw. Teach him your cunning ways and your stealth." she said.

    "Archear, you will mentor Frostpaw, Teach her your battle skill." Frozenstar added.

"Darkpaw! Darkpaw! Frostpaw! Frostpaw!" the cats of Brokenclan cheered half-heartily.

>Frozenstar<

Kits if a Leader Part 5- Frostpaw/Frozenheart

    Frostpaw held back a snarl as she watched as the furious Stormwater ran back to camp. Darkpaw ripped up the grass with his claws.
    "What's up with him? Swiftstar told me he wanted to kill Frozenheart when they found out she killed Brownspots!" she wondered, and Darkpaw just shrugged. How could Stormwater defend that piece of fox-dung like that? Frostpaw growled in frustration. But then an idea came to her mind. Maybe she could see what exactly BrokenClan is going to do with Frozenheart. At least that would give her some satisfaction that she did the right thing by letting the BrokenClan cats take her away.
 "Maybe we should spy on them." she said, grinning. "To see exactly what kind of torture their putting her though." she laughed. Darkpaw smiled back at her. "Perfect" he purred, his eyes glinting in the promise of an adventure. Yes!
   Frostpaw nodded. "Right now?" she asked, her forepaws kneading the grass in impatience. Darkpaw nodded back. "Okay, let's go." she said, smirking and started stalking towards the BrokenClan border. Finally a real adventure for once, and a good one, too! she thought. Suddenly Darkpaw halted, and she turned around to see why. He was staring at some mud.
   "We should roll in that to cover our scent" Darkpaw suggested.  "Ok" Frostpaw said, and they both rolled around in the puddle of mud till they looked unrecognizable. Frostpaw wrinkled her nose.
   Darkpaw laughed. "We smell awful." he observed. Frostpaw rolled her eyes, suddenly anxious to move on. 
"Cmon let's go" Frostpaw said, and kept on walking, with Darkpaw following. She soon spotted the Brokenclan camp, and then she could smell it. It smelled like crowfood, and almost knocked her off her paws right then and there. She heard Darkpaw whisper "Yuck." yeah, that was an understatement. She slowly padded up to the barrier of thorns and saw a small hole. Yeah they really do a good job of having a strong barrier, huh. 
         She peered through it, seeing the camp clearly for the first time. Most of the cats were in their dens, and pairs of eyes gleamed from them. Frostpaw almost shivered as it felt like it they were all staring at her. 
  Then she saw cats out in the clearing, on a few of them, some with their eyes darting anxiously around. But then Frostpaw saw it. She saw her. Frostpaw held back another snarl. They weren't punishing her! It was like she was a member again, and was chatting with some of the other cats. What a disappointment. She thought bitterly. She deserves to be killed, that's what. Not this. 
     She nodded, telling Darkpaw that she found Frozenheart. "What are they doing to her?" Darkpaw whispered. 
    "Nothing.... nothing at all she's just sitting there." Frostpaw said rigidly. "But... I thought.." Darkpaw trailed off. "Once evil, always evil like a said." she hissed quietly. Then she realized something. Why hadn't she thought about before?
   "She's probably telling them all our secrets!" she hissed, her eyes wide. She could tell Darkpaw was scared, like her in some ways. "We got to stop her!" Darkpaw meowed determinedly. Frostpaw looked through the hole again, seeing Flameblaze disappear through the entrance. At that second, a plan was already forming in her head. "I think Flameblaze is out of camp." she told Darkpaw, and her face lit up as her fur started turning dark ginger.  Darkpaw smiled at Frostpaw. "I'll be a rouge you found out of camp, just call me Dark."
   ''Ok" she said, and after she completely looked like Flameblaze, and walked into camp with Darkpaw trailing behind. As soon as they entered, Flickstar walked up to them, his eyes narrowing. "Who is this?" he asked scathingly. 
  "A rouge, Flickstar, I found him on our territory she said in new, lower voice. Flickstar's gaze passed onto Darkpaw. 
    "What's your name, rouge, and why are you on our territory?" He growled at Darkpaw.  Darkpaw growled back. "My names Dark, and I was on your territory on accident, just chasing a mouse, when your friend over here caught me" he said, flicking his tail at Frostpaw.
  "Ah, a mouse." Flickstar said, rolling his eyes. "You can go." he growled to Frostpaw, dismissing her. "I'll talk to this 'Dark' trespasser. And Frostpaw glanced at Darkpaw for a second, her look saying 'I got a plan.'
  This is going to be perfect. She thought, and walked over to sit next to Frozenheart.


>Frostpaw<


    Frozenheart watched Flameblaze come in.  Being Greystar's only kit, they always expected most out off her, but what now? After they took her away to Brokenclan's camp, she was treated as a regular member. 
     Which is worse than being held prisoner in Briarclan she thought, but then shook it away as she spotted a rouge come in after the deputy. His fur was plastered with mud but his eyes gave off nothing. Frozenheart rolled her own eyes, as Flickstar came up to them, and started talking. After a few growls that she couldn't decipher, she heard Flickstar say. "I'll handle this, 'Dark' trusspasser" then Flameblaze came over to sit by her. Oddly, there was an odd grin on his face, though somehow familiar. But not like the old Flamepaw was. She thought. 
         "Can you do me a big favor?" he asked, and Frozenheart narrowed her eyes.
"That depends on what the favor is." she shot back. Again Flameblaze grinned oddly, ignoring her tone and made a face that looked utterly calm.
    "Oh, one that you'd quite enjoy. And you'd probably gain something out of it." he added. It immediatley sparked her interest. She pricked her ears to listen and Flameblaze leaned in and whispered two words.
      "Kill Flickstar.."


>Frozenheart<


    Frostpaw smiled. Now Frozenheart would be killed by Flickstar, which is what she deserved. Frostpaw saw her nod slightly, then leap right onto Flickstar's back, him yowling in surprise and the both of them wrestling on the ground. Darkpaw was staring at Frostpaw, taking a step back. Frostpaw was confused for a heart-beat. What was wrong? Shrugging, she edged closer to Darkpaw to explain.
  "Now she won't even get a chance." she snickered to him. Flickstar's and Frozenheart's yowls brought out cats from their dens, their eyes sparking in interest. Flickstar had Frozenheart pinned down, and Frostpaw willed for him to just kill her already
  "How is that gonna get us out of here?" he growled "Your so caught up in trying to get Frozenheart killed, your going to kill us!" he added. Frostpaw looked confused again.
 "How? They think I'm the deputy, and your a rouge and no one wil even pay attention to you or even to me because of this fight. Thus covering up our problem and our spying." she whispered back. She was amused that the fact she was bigger than Darkpaw now, and almost laughed but didn't because it would be out of place in the serious situation that was happening.
    Suddenly, Frozenheart dug her claws into Flickstar's neck, all the way down to his  tail. Blood stained the clearing, and Flickstar laid still, waking up again and he kept doing that, over and over. Frostpaw flinched. He deserved to die too, anyway. I bet he's killed many cats who DIDN'T deserve it.
  "She killed him!" Darkpaw whispered. "What do we do now?"
Frostpaw's jaw hun open as Flickstar lay unmoving on the ground. He lost his remaining lives. Frozenheart was still alive.
       "She's still alive." she muttered. Frozenheart looked around, a challenge in her eyes. "Who will be the leader now?" one cat asked. "It must be Flameblaze, he's the deputy." another cat answered. Some cats cast glances Frostpaw's way. "But it was Frozenheart who killed him. It's her right to take her place." Lizardclaw muttered. Frostpaw glared at him, him probably mistaking it as her wanting be be leader. But really it was the fact that, Frozenheart might be the new leader. Frostpaw's plan had totally backfired for the first time.
  "I told you!" Darkpaw hissed, he looked rigid, maybe anxious to go back home. 
  "Should we get out of here?" Frostpaw said back. Everyone was still distracted, so they could get out without a problem. And Frostpaw was worried when the real Flameblaze would come back
  "Duh." Darkpaw said, and the both bolted out the camp, Frostpaw switching back to her regular form.


>Frostpaw<


    "Well?" Frozenheart glared at the cats who were looking at her with Shocked eyes as she stood beside Flickstar's bloody body.
  "Does any cat dare deny me being leader?" She snarled at them, and no one said a word. "Then do you accept?" She asked in a slightly softer tone. The cats nodded, whether out of fear or admiration she did not know.
   "From this moment forward." she began. "We will no longer be a band of kittypet warriors who are beaten by the cowardly fools known as Briarclan. We shall be warriors! With me leading you, we will be the most feared clan in the forest! We will kill anyone that stands in our path." she said.
  "But first, we must gain that power and reputation. We will work twice as hard as that fool Flickstar, or even my father ever had. We must gain numbers! Find cats who want to show Briarclan who's the more pathetic ones now. I will be going to the dark tree tomorrow to receive my nine lives and my name as a leader!" She finished.


>Frozenheart<

Kits of a Leader Part 4- Frostpaw

        Frostpaw stepped into the open, from the concealed fronds. The three brokenclan cats pinning Stormwater down looked up in astonishment, and so did Flameblaze, the Brokenclan deputy.
   "G-g-greystar!" Flameblaze stammered, utterly shocked. Frostpaw tried not to smile. So I disguised myself as the leader of Brokenclan. she thought. Good choice.
    She looked at who Flameblaze was pinning down. Frozenheart. She almost spat with disgust. Frostpaw was about to continue the charade when Flameblaze interrupted her.
  "But your dead." he said. "You can't be alive! You died of greencough." he said, then stared for a few heart beats longer. "Impossible." he spat. "You must be a look-a-like" he growled, and looked Frostpaw straight in the eye. "We'll deal with you, later." he said. "As for you." he said, digging his claws into Frozenheart deeper. "Your coming with us." he said. Frostpaw made no move to stop them. Frozenheart deserved this. She hoped whatever punishments they give out in Brokenclan were worse than this.
  "B-but Flameblaze!" One of the brokenclan cats holding Stormwater down stuttered. "We are following Flickstar's orders." Flameblaze snapped at the cat, now Frostpaw recognized him as Lizardclaw. Frostpaw just dipped her head, and narrowed her eyes. How could I made such a stupid mistake! I should've changed into the deputy, Flicktalon.  Flickstar now.
  "Go ahead and take her." she spat back, not caring if she's in charge or not. Flameblaze shot her a glare, but said nothing. He shuffled Frozenheart along, who didn't seem to struggle. Was this what she wanted all along? Did she forget how harsh, unforgiving, and evil the Brokenclan cats are? Just like herself. She shot a pain-filled glance at Stormwater, but the three guards let go of Stormwater, who was trying to shake from their grasp. They quickly followed behind Flameblaze, with Lizardclaw being the last and glaring at them a heartbeat longer but then disappearing. All five of them running in a tight circle around Frozenheart.
  Frostpaw wondered, what now? She didn't look like herself, yet she couldn't change, not in front of Stormwater. She could tell Darkpaw was watching this scene, and came out of the bushes.
   "I saw the whole thing." Darkpaw said, looking at the Briarclan deputy and then at Frostpaw. "Who are you?" he asked her, obviously trying to keep up the act. She looked between them quickly. "A loner." she rumbled and the took off, running through the trees. As soon as she was out of sight of them , she transformed into herself and ran back, panting as if she ran because of the danger.
  "What's going on?" she asked Darkpaw and Stormwater. "I scented Brokenclan scent." she breathed, and  they told her what had just happened.

(sorry madi and Em, but it fit with the story so i kinda used your cats.)

Kits Of A Leader Part 3- Frostpaw

(I might have to play some of the other people's cats for a second on this one...)

Frostpaw curled up in the apprentices den, her chest still heavy with the weight of the prophecy. It hurt to much, and she never felt good it ever sence she recieved it.

It's not wishing peace... it's signaling a dreadful....... dreadful what? She wanted to know. It was not Starclan's prophecy, and she knew it in her heart.

But will starclan help us overcome it? She still thought to herself, getting more drowsy.
I need to find out what it means.... then Frostpaw Drifted off the sleep, closing her eyes.

                                                                  ~<>~

Frostpaw snapped open her eyes, feeling a chill. Automatically she stood up her eyes wide from shock.

It's Greenleaf! It shouldn't be this cold..... the white she-cat fluffed her fur up against the wind, gazing up at the unfamiliar trees that looked lifeless and had no leaves. The light that came from no where barely like the pale exposed bark, the barren ground. And all over the place just felt dreadfully wrong.

Where am I? she asked herself, shivering. The weight in her chest seemed to realease here, and she felt as if it were out in the open, connected to this place.

The prophecy must be worse then I thought..... she shivered again, but then jumped as she saw a familiar shape and padded over to it. It was Breezepaw, curled up and still sleeping. She shook him with her paw.

Breezepaw eventually lifted his head grogily, his eyes blinking slowly, then focusing on her. "Wazaa....? Frostpaw? Am I on the dawn paaatrol?" he asked, his voice slurred.

"No......" she whispered to her brother. "I think this is just a dream" That made Breezepaw jump up, looking around, alert. "A dream? Where are we?" he yowled, suddenly realizing they weren't on Briarclan's territory.

"I don't know. But it's dark, it's cold, and this place feels just wrong." She whispered. "And keep your voice down, we don't know if there are any other cats here" she said, but almost didn't see anything untill she saw another cat, curled up in the grass. It was Webkit! She woke him up, telling him  about how this was a dream, and one bye one they found the other's, all were sleepng when they found them.

When the last cat was woken up, they gathered in a ragged circle. She saw Ravenkit narrow his eyes, probably wondering exactaly how dark it was.

Well then it would be the same for him, then... she pointed out to herself. Willowpaw flattened her ears.

"I don't like this....." her sister mumered, and Petalkit nodded in agreement. Then thier eyes widened as a black hurling shadow leaped in the middle of the circle.

"Well get used to it" The black shape growled, and the black mist that cleared around it to reveal her half brother, his eyes deadly calm as he gazed at the appretices and kits. He sat down right in the center.

"Good... your all here" he said, his tail wrapping around his paws. And Frostpaw gazed at him curiously, even though the other propahcy cats were weary, some of them had thier lips curled back in a snarl.

"Hawkeyes, do you have anything more on the prophecy?" Frostpaw asked, padding closer to him, and the other cats looked at her, confused that she was talking to him without hostitlty.

He's still my brother. she wanted to say, but didn't do it. Hawkeyes looked down at her, darkness as well as wisdom crowding his gaze. He nodded. "Indeed I have" he said. "I am sure all of you are wondering: What makes you so Special? And the answer is, everyone of you has something the other cats don't. Power. Each different for all ten you you." He said. And he pointed his tail to the starless back sky, and the leafless trees.

"And you will discover them here, and now." Hawkeyes said, and the other cat's eyes grew round.

>Frostpaw<

Kits of a Leader Part 2- Breezekit

Breezekit stalked outside of camp, heading for the River.

All the kits agreed to travel separately, because it would be to suspicious to travel in a big group. He pricked his ears, knowing Frostkit wasn't too far away, and if he could smell enough, he could smell Willowkit, Darkkit, Duskkit, Ravenkit, Webkit, Petalkit, Blossomkit, and Turnkit as well. He stopped when he smelled a Unfamiliar smell. It was an Adult cat, and Fresh too. Shrugging, he continued on.

He stopped when he heard the gurgling of the River and saw the rushing water a few Tail-lengths next to him.

I hope Ravenkit is getting along well.... he thought, thinking about  the younger blind kit.  And then all the other Nine kits slowly came out of the Bushes and trees, one by one. He heard Frostkit speaking.

"Now that we are here, away from cats who can interrupt us, we should talk more about the Prophecy. But first, there's someone I'd like you to meet." Looking confused, breezekit gazed to where Frostkit gestured with her tail, and the undergrowth rustled, and a big black and white tom padded out, and sat, gazing at all the kits with his tail wrapped around his paws.

He looks just like Ravenstar! Breezekit thought thinking of his older brother.

"I am Swiftheart" the tom said n a low voice, and all the kits had to crane their necks to see him.

Narrowing his eyes, he stepped forward. "Why are you here?" he asked challengingly, and Swiftheart's gaze.

"I came because I heard of a prophecy. I have been to many clans, helping prophecy cats fulfill what starclan has meant what to do. And I could even Smell the Prophecy on all of you" He sexplained, and turned to Turnkit.

"Even you" he said. "There are all something special about each and every one of you, each unique, all for one purpose. Each of you will find out what that is" he said.

"Frost glitters on petals willows, and webs;

The raven's wings are dark as they spread.
Dusk gives way and surrenders to light.
then blossoms again with all it's might.
Battles will turn, choices will be made
And a breeze will change their present day" all the kits Rasped together.

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?