you first open your eyes, you are in a warm blanket in a nest of the nursery, there is a cat smiling at you, she is your mother. "welcome to fallclan, cloudkit." you start moving your tail around, your mom maplewing, tells you a story about their old infance friend, chocolatekit, who died at the age of 12 mooons you listen carefully, and your father spottedpelt comes "what beuitiful eyes, and tan colors" you are a shorthair she-kit, for not, you will become a aprentice in 8 moons. you soon fall assleep as the history your mom tells you end she pats your head good night