Slaight 3: Echo's Call

Prologue

The light calico she-cat walked though Smokeclan territory, spotting the white tom and recognizing his yellow eyes, she went to rub against him, putting five small bundles on the floor. It let out a small noise of annoyance. The white tom looked at the bundle, ears folded back and fear in his eyes. He looked at the she-cat's green eyes then the blue one. "I though we said kits weren't to be involved" he meowed. "I can't do this, i'll get caught" with that he ran, the she-cat in tears and looking at the bundles at her paws. A black-gray she-kit, a brown tabby tom, a light gray tom, a light brown and dark brown tom and a white she-kit. She sighed and carried the kits back to her camp, were a gray and black tom waited and helped her back to camp. She curled around the kits in the nursery, so much had happened in her life, and these five kits, with no father, didn't make her life any better. Her tail curled around the small bodies, as she closed her eyes. "I'll treat them like my own" the gray and black tom meowed. "I will never leave them like he did" she purred as she fell asleep, his last words ringing in her head. "Like Owlturf did".