Prologue - Ice

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Ice scrambled onto the fence post as a large group of cats emerged from the forest. The cat leading them, a gray tom, looked straight ahead in determination despite the grief clear in his green eyes.

The other cats seemed nervous as though they didn't quite approve of what the gray tom was doing. Others seemed on edge simply because they were in twoleg place, glancing around from time to time with their pelts fluffed up.

Ice watched silently as the cats reached her fence. Her thoughts whirled, wondering why these cats could have possibly come to her. She turned her attention back to the gray tom as he spoke up.

"I'm Skyclaw. You're Ice, right?" The tom started, "This is FlowerClan, you met us a few sunrises ago? We camped out over there?" Skyclaw raised a paw towards a field near Ice's house.

"Oh, I remember you! Where's that ginger she-cat?" Skyclaw glanced back at the cats spilling out behind him, then spoke hesitantly.

"Poppystar died right after we arrived in our territory." His voice shook. Ice looked closer at the tom, noticing that his pelt had matted patches and his ribs were showing through his pelt. He looked sick with grief for this she-cat. They must have been close.

"Why are you here?" Ice said after a few moments of silence. Skyclaw looked up from his paws, seemingly startled that Ice was still sitting above him.

"We need a new leader." Ice's ears pricked up. If these really were Clan cats, why would they want to take in a house pet like her?

"I'm sorry?"

"You are the only cat we know besides the other Clans' cats that is healthy." Skyclaw jumped onto the fence next to Ice, his legs shaking. Ice was worried he might topple over any second.

"Why don't you ask one of them, then?" Ice said, "Why take me in when you can have a fully trained warrior?" Ice had heard many tales of the Warrior Clans from her mother and had always been fascinated by them.

"They would never leave their Clans for a bunch of rogues." Rogues? She had thought they were pure bred Clan cats returning to their rightful territory!

"Surely some cat in your Clan is fit enough to lead?" Ice's yellow eyes glimmered as she gazed into the forest, imagining herself as the leader of these cats.

"The sickness that killed Poppystar was so sudden and so horrible that we don't even know if half of us will live until tomorrow." Ice suspected that the gray tom was exaggerating, but she let him continue. "Will you please join us?"

Ice pretended to think about the offer. She gazed at Skyclaw's pleading eyes and the sick cats below her, then smiled.

"Of course."

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