ThunderClan:

Leader: Mangledstar - Black colored tom with many chewed places.

Deputy: Fallenfur - Gold colored she-cat with ice-colored eyes.

Medicine Cat: Brokenear - Gray longhaired tabby with a chewed off ear.

Warriors:

Halftail: Big, dark brown tabby with part of his tail missing.

Smallear: Gray tom with very small ears, oldest warrior.

Patchpelt: Small, black and white tom.

One-Eye: Pale-grey she-cat.

Dappletail: Tortishell she-cat, extremely beautiful, dappled coat.

Stripednose: Huge gray tom with a stripe down his nose.

Spottedleaf: Former Med. Cat apprintice, dappled she-cat.

Queens:

Firepelt: Bluekit's mother, a ginger colored she-cat.

Gentlerain: A kind she-cat that nurses Bluekit, black and white.

Apprintices:

Scarpaw: Black apprintice tom.

Rosepaw: Light red colored she-cat.

Kits:

Redkit: Red colored tom.

Prolongue:

The lone of the night was frightning. The thunder roared, the lightning crackled. A ginger she-cat stepped through puddles of water, her long waving fur dripping and soaked. Her eyes were bloodshot, and stood out against the pale hues of her coat. She meowed, voice hoarse. She was far from her home; far from her clan. Her middle was swollen and fat. She panted, labor would soon come. She searched the waterlogged grounds, until she spotted a dead fallen tree with a hollow middle. Moss covered the inside, making the space warm, and inviting to any travelers. She settled herself, breathing hard. Just as she began to kit, blinding light came through one end of the log. The ginger cat's eyes grew wide in a sort of peaceful fear. In the light stood a silver cat, shining like the sun of the day, and of the stars.

"My dear Firepelt," whispered the cat into the ear of the queen, "Before StarClan takes you from your life, into the peace of the Stars, I must tell you a prophecy,"

Firepelt nodded, if StarClan proclaimed her time, she would go.

"You shall give birth to one kit before your final breath," continued the silver cat, "This kit will befriend the hero of the forest, and shall not let him die, but she will die to let him reign, Bluekit, to Bluepaw, to Bluefur..."

Then light flashed in Firepelt's eyes, she felt herself push, harder then ever before.

"To Bluestar...may StarClan rest your soul, Firepelt," the light faded, and the cat was gone.

With one huge heave, Firepelt lost all life, and the only soul that remained in the cave...was young Bluekit...