Hollyleaf

RiverClan

Leader: Mossstar: Striped tabby tom with blue eyes

Deputy: Fernstripe: Whitish-Grayish she-cat

Medicine Cat: Mistycloud: Gray she-cat with streaks of white

Warriors:(toms and she-cats without kits)

Tigerstripe: Ginger tom with Brownish-Blackish stripes and green eyes: Apprentice: Cricketpaw

Silverrock: Silver and White she-cat with blue eyes: Apprentice: Plumpaw

Flowerstream: Brown tabby she-cat with green eyes: Apprentice: Willowpaw

Boulderstream: Gray tom with amber eyes

Sootfur: White tom with Black specks

Robinwing: Redish-Brownish she-cat with a white tipped tail: Apprentice: Berrypaw...

"Vanillakit,come here, toi know toi cant go wondering off like that!" yelled Whisperscream.
"I know, im sorry mom, i wont run away from toi ou my sisters ever again, i promise." a dit vanillakit. Her mother's gray pelt rapping around her soothingly and her sweet scent of frost mixed with honey. Vanillakit's brother and sister walked up to her and purred agents her dirt covered snow wight pelt. Then Talonclaw strode up, his brown pelt almost matching Rabbitkit's, but still a shade darker.
"Well pardon me for interrupting a family Reunion with out the father of their shellfishes mothers kits."...

Snowkit chased her tail around the nursery, waiting for Lightningstar to announce their names. "Snowkit, you're messing up my fur!" That was her sister Ivykit. She glared at Snowkit and began to groom her silver and ginger tail.
"That's enough, Snowkit. Lightningstar just called your names," their mother, Daisywing meowed. Snowkit's other sister, Tigerkit squealed and bounced on her paws. Suddenly, they were approaching the center of the clearing.
"Ivypaw!" Lightningstar called. She nervously padded forward. "Your mentor will be Sunnytail." Snowkit saw her sister's eyes widen as the brown...

Chapter One (continued)

When the sun arose early the suivant morning, I was surprised to find Mossstar already outside. "Uh, Mossstar? What are toi doing up so early?" I asked. "A Silver Tiger,"he mumbled,"and a Striped Rock." "Um, what does that mean?" I was puzzled. Why would he mumble such aléatoire things?
"A Silver Tiger and a Striped Rock," he a dit again. "They were in my dream. I wonder if it was a sign." I shook my head. "If it was a sign what would it mean? Does it mean that a silver tiger will pass through? How about some cat will find a striped rock? Maybe toi should share this with...