Dark Mist

Chapter One: Down By The River
Rainstar leader of RiverClan was patrolling the border with his deputy, Whitefoot and one other warrior named Streameyes. They had herd from the other clans that there has been sightings of a tortoise-shell roaming around. Rainstorm herd that it had come close to there territory. Whitefoot sniffed the air as they walked. Streameyes, was a younger warrior. She always love looking at the streams and fish. Rainstar was pretty old, but still strong there would be plenty of moons until he passes on. He did only have 2 stars left. The bushes moved. Whitefoot stood alert in front of the bush. The bushes moved once more and out came a small ginger tabby kit popped out, it’s eyes a light blue. Streameyes padded up to them she saw the kit. “OH MY STARCLAN! IT’S A KIT! IT’S THE MOST CUTEST KIT I’VE EVER SEEN!” Streameyes kept spazzing out about who cute the kit was. Whitefoot had gotten irritated with her rambling. I mean, its not the cutest thing in the world! Rainstorm looked at the kit, he smiled. “Young kit, what is your name? Where are you from?” The kit just sat there, confused at the old misty blue cat talking her. “M-My name?” said the high and squeaking voice of the kit. Streameyes was still spazzing. Whitefoot had been staring at Rainstorm as if her was crazy for talking to a kit like that. Rainstorm nodded. The kit stood up proudly, she puffed up her chest. “My name is Honey!” in her high squeaky voice. “I am from…a… I don’t know where I’m from exactly…my mom takes me and my brother around everywhere…” she continued. Whitefoot glared at the ginger tabby kit, he didn’t care if it was a kit, but it was a rouge kit. When Rainstar was about to say something to Honey, a tortoiseshell she cat quickly jumped in front of the kit. Whitefoot jumped back in shock but then he quickly entered a defense mode. The tortoiseshell was snarling at them. “Step away from my kit!” she was now clawing the ground not wanting to fight but would if needed. Honey was frightened by this sight. Honey quickly moved back into the bushes to find her brother, a white tom with green eyes. Honey was kind of shocked to see her brother so close to this fight. “S-Snow?” Honey was still a bit shocked. Snow, her brother, had been scarred so he jumped at the time when he heard his name. “Oh never mind!” Honey quickly said for she wanted to hear them. Streameyes had now shut up about the cute kit. Whitefoot was infuriated while Rainstar stood there calmly. The she-cat who had appeared to be Honey’s mother stood there angrily, the started to relax. Rainstar then began to speak. “You seem tired, is Honey your kit?” Rainstar said nicely. The she- cat nodded. Whitefoot stared at his leader as if he had two tails. Streameyes began to get a huge grin on her face. “OH MY STARCLAN! YOU’RE THE MOTHER OF THE CUTEST KIT IN THE WORLD! OH MY STARCLAN!!” Whitefoot quickly ran over to her and covered her mouth with his tail saving every cat from having bloody ears. Honey blushed. The tortoiseshell she-cat was a bit werieded out. “I’m Clover, my kits are Honey and Snow, there in the bush” Clover turned around and garbed Snow in her mouth. Snow squirmed as his mother picked him up. Honey padded out of the bush. Rainstar looked at them hard. After a long while he finally spoke. “Would you like to join our Clan?” he asked. Whitefoot gasped at Rainstar’s words. Streameyes started to squeal with joy. Honey looked at her mom, her eyes were saying I want to, please! Snow was to busy on how he was in his mother’s mouth. Clover nodded as a yes. Whitefoot accidentally had let go of Streameyes’s mouth. Streameyes screamed with happiness. Rainstar nodded trying to sound out the screaming of the young warrior. “Follow me, oh and Whitefoot, please take Streameyes away from camp until she has calmed down.” Rainstar said. Whitefoot’s jaw had been dropped by what Rainstar had said. There was no way he would take Streameyes’s away for who knows how long! “Come on Whitefoot lets go!” said Streameyes running off into the distance. Whitefoot sighed and followed her slowly. Rainstar looked at Whitefoot and Streameyes, he smiled. Snow was sitting there sacredly. Clover was sitting looking at Rainstar carefully. Rainstar looked at the kits then Clover. “Shall we get moving? Camp is only a few fox-lengths away.” Clover glared at Rainstar and garbed Snow in her mouth. Clover looked at Honey telling her to follow. Honey nodded. As they went ahead, Honey had stayed back. She was gazing at the beautiful glimmering water. She took a deep breath, breathing in the fresh Newleaf breeze. She looked in the water and saw her reflection. “Why am I like this…”