Three cats stand side by side. Their pelts rippled in the wind and they looked like they were made of stars. Their gaze was soft. "Welcome. This is the list of cats we know."

"Hi, I am Fastwhisker, he is Sharppelt, and this is our daughter, Silverkit."

"Our backstory.... well here it goes....."

Four cats were standing at the edge of a Thunderpath. "Let's go! Hurry!" Cried the father, Sharppelt. In the middle of the Thunderpath, they hear the roaring of a Monster. "I'll stay. Fastwhisker... take Silverkit and Stormkit..... FAST!" Hissed Sharppelt. The three were on the other side. Sharppelt hissed fiercely at the Monster. It didn't stop. The rest of the cats' eyes were filled with grief. "May Starclan take good care of you!" wailed Fastwhisker. Soon, it was Leaf- bare. The kits had Whitecough. A badger roared and tried to attack the weak kits. Fastwhisker yowled of anger and threw herself at the badger, hissing. The badger took her away, pleased of the much bigger prey. The kits wailed.Stormkit was very weak, and they hid in a bush. "Be right back sis. I am going to hunt!!!" Said Silverkit proudly, "Stay here and I will bring a whole bunch of prey to eat!" Stormkit waited for months and months, unaware that Silverkit was gone, eaten by a bear on her hunting trip. Stormkit soon realized, but she was WAY too weak of thirst, hunger, and the whitecough. A warrior soon picked her up and traveled to Mistclan camp.

"We knew that Skunk's family, Snowshoe and Midnight, would take care of her...."

This is none but our daughter, Stormkit!


Oooh and that's Skunk.


His parents, Snowshoe and Midnight.