The stars twinkled in the cloudy night sky as the moon rose, and a new warrior by the name of Snowyfern was sitting vigil. Excitement coursed through her and it was all she could do not to bounce around in excitement. She had been held back in her first assessment since she didn't catch enough prey, so her warrior ceremony had been long-awaited.

Watching her friends go on without her had been torture. She was hoping now that she was a warrior they would welcome her back into their group.

Suddenly, she heard faint voices coming from the forest. Snowyfern pricked her ears. The voices were getting louder and closer. It became obvious that the voices were arguing.

Becoming concerned, Snowyfern padded in the direction of the voices. As she got closer, she recognized those of her deputy, Swiftsky, and her father, Whiteblaze.

She nosed through the undergrowth in time to see her father clout the deputy on the head, knocking her to the ground. "You see, this is why I deserved to be deputy," he snapped. "You can't even see a surprise attack coming."

Swiftsky stared at Whiteblaze, getting back on her paws. "I didn't realize I needed to defend myself from a clanmate," she said evenly.

"Then you will now," sneered Whiteblaze mockingly. He unsheathed his claws and lunged forward.

The deputy fell, her eyes glazing over. Snowyfern let out a gasp of horror.

Whiteblaze's head shot up. "Who's there?" he snarled.

Snowyfern shuffled backwards, not daring to breathe as she escaped that terrible scene.

A few moments later, she was sitting as still as a statue in front of the camp with no emotion on her face. Whiteblaze stalked past her, but he paused for a moment and whispered in her ear.

"I know you saw."

"Yes, it is very tragic that our deputy was killed," rang out Breezestar's dull voice. "I say these words before StarClan, so that the spirit of Swiftsky may hear and approve of my choice. The new deputy of ThunderClan is Whiteblaze."

"Swiftsky wouldn't approve," hissed Snowyfern under her breath. "Because Whiteblaze is the one that killed her."

Foxtail glanced to the left. "Did you say something, Snowyfern?" he asked.

"Uh, no," muttered Snowyfern, looking down.

Whiteblaze stood up. "It is an honor to be made deputy," he said grandly. "Swiftsky's death is very tragic. I would also like to reveal… I know who killed her."

Gasps came from the Clan and Snowyfern looked at him skeptically. He wasn't going to tell the Clan he'd killed her himself- so who was he going to place the blame on?

"I am very disappointed and grieved to say this, but- my own daughter, Snowyfern, killed Swiftsky."

Snwoyfern's mouth fell open and she cursed herself inwardly. I should have known he was going to do that.

"Snowyfern, is this true?" Breezestar asked, for once shaken out of his stupidness by the accusation.

"Of course not," snapped Snowyfern, her fur ruffled. "How would I even be able to? I am a new warrior and Swiftsky was our deputy."

"Well, Breezestar?" scoffed Whiteblaze. "Are you going to believe one of your most trusted warriors or the crowfood-eater that killed Swiftsky?"

Breezestar stared down at Snowyfern. "We will have a vote," he decided. "Anyone who wants her in the Clan will go to that side of the camp." He flicked his tail in one direction. "And whoever doesn't will go to that side." He flicked his tail in the opposite direction.

Snowyfern bristled furiously. How dare that fox-hearted load of badger droppings…!

Snowyfern turned to her old friends- Hollydawn, the medicine cat apprentice, and Nettlefrost, Flamestorm, and Blackbreeze.

Hollydawn and Nettlefrost immediately took off to the side that wanted Snowyfern to stay. After a moment of hesitation and a glance at Flamestorm, Blackbreeze followed.

Whiteblaze and a few other warriors who were close to him and Swiftsky went to the opposite side. The queens, apprentices, warriors, and elders split up between both sides until the numbers were equal and the only one who hadn't voted was Flamestorm.

Flamestorm stared at his paws. "I'm sorry, Snowyfern." He padded over to join Whiteblaze and the others without making eye contact.

Snowyfern felt shock bolt through her. She and her other three friends stared at each other.

"The decision has been made," said Breezestar unfeelingly. "If anyone finds Snowyfern on our territory after sundown, they have permission to kill her."

Snowyfern regarded the opposite side of camp coldly. "You will realize your mistake soon," she said simply. "I will be back to say I told you so when you have a tyrant for a leader. Hollydawn, Nettlefrost, Blackbreeze, may StarClan light your path."

Snowyfern took her time stalking out of the camp entrance and nobody moved a muscle. When she was gone, her three friends took off to the warriors den and nobody bothered them for a long time.

Prologue complete! Awesomeness :3

I've made a lot of changes, hopefully everyone likes them. Here are the descriptions of a couple cats:

Snowyfern: a lithe white she-cat with one blue eye and one green eye.

Whiteblaze: a large white tom with blue eyes

Blackbreeze: a skinny black tom with a white spot between his eyes and a white chest and paws, yellow eyes

Nettlefrost: a wiry-furred light brown and white she-cat with green eyes

Hollydawn: a fluffy black she-cat with blue eyes

Flamestorm: a light ginger tabby tom with darker ginger patches and amber eyes