Prologue
"North, you much continue to head north!" said the shadowed figures in soft whispers. One of the shadows stepped forwards. He was clearly a tom, well built and completely grey.
"Kestrel, take your cats north, find the valley. Find the lost clans, become one. Bring back there hope, bring back there faith" he said softly his eyes glowing. The tiny tabby she cat nodded, her amber eyes were bright and determined.
"Yes sir" she said softly and then her vision faded.
Kestrel awoke led between her two brothers. On one side lay the thick tortoiseshell fur of her huge brother Dragon, on the other side was the soft grey fur of her other brother Shark. All around them cats were gathered. Cats she had known forever. With a gentle sigh she stood up and instantly everyone was alert looking at her.
"Let me guess, were heading north?" said one cat standing up with a warm smile. A few other cats chuckled lightly.
"Right you are Ghost" she said smiling warmly at the grey tom. He dipped his head with a chuckle and the cats began to rise to there paws. The prey they had gathered the night before was evenly distributed between the group and once everyone had ate there fill they were ready to move.
It had taken them a while. Almost 2 moons but they were there. Kestrel looked down over the valley. Her group were spread all standing looking down from the edge of the cliff. It was a full moon that night, perfect for introducing themselves to the clans. She let out a low purr as they launched themselves down the cliff sides all managing to reach platforms and steps and then they reached the bottom with a quiet thud. She looked around the group of cats once more, her amber eyes grew bright and she smiled.
"Lets go" she said with a laugh.
