After what seemed like only a few heartbeats, White awoke to the rising sun. She looked around at the ground, surprisingly clear. There was not a single snowflake to be seen, but dew as far as a hawk's eyes could see. The sky was still overcast, with only an orange tint where the sun was lifting slowly over the horizon. She jumped down off of the branch where she perched, instantly soaking her paws with the wet grass. She looked around and wondered where to go.
    But she was hungry. There was nowhere to get food, and even if she did have to resort to hunting, there was no prey in sight. It must have been getting too cold for them, for she was shivering her off-white pelt off. She knew how to hunt, considering her housefolk always had a mouse problem, and when she was a kit, she and patches would make a game out of catching the critters.
   For now, she brushed off the hunger and continued in the direction her instinct took her. She knew not where the camp that Moonstar had told her of was. She passed the time in her sleep listening to stories of Moonstar's old clan and how a clan worked and some of the vital things about a clan.
   Her current knowledge was: There is not a single most important member of a clan, but there are vital things, like the 'medicine cat', and the leader and their deputy. There were 'Warriors', the cats that fought battles and brought food for the clan and protected it. There were the apprentices, basically the 'Warriors in training' that were mentored by warriors, or even the medicine cat. There was the elders, the retired warriors, and the kits and queens, that stayed in the nursery.
   She was told about gatherings with other clans, which happened every full moon, and medicine cat gatherings every half moon. Of coarse, she would not need to worry about those, for there were no other clans near her. As she proceeded through the forest, oaks had turned to spruce and pine and she found herself walking over a road. She quickly passed it and saw a large red rock mass ahead of her. She saw that the grass she was walking on had turned mostly to red dirt.
   She then guessed, this was where she needed to be. She suddenly heard the grass near her rustle, and a red- brown she-cat with minty eyes jumped out at her. Her fur stood up as she  dodged just in time and got herself into a scene of two cold, huffing cats, circling around each other. "Why are you here!?" the brown she flicked her tail violently and curled it around her leg.
   "I mean no harm!" White swore. "I'm just here to find someplace to start a clan!" she backed up against the rough bark of a pine tree, cornering herself. "You smell like twolegs..." the cat said. "It must mean that you cant do much harm..." she continued. White looked at her in shock that she didnt attack. "Im White." she said, ignoring the fact that she didnt know what a "Twoleg" was. "Pinetail." the brown she-cat stated. And since you are starting a clan, i want to show you something.
   White agreed and followed the dark cat to a colossal rock formation, like a topless cave. "This ought to be good enough for a camp. " she said. "Over here," she beckoned to white, leading her to a small den carved out in the rock. "Here's what I wanted to show you..." White looked down at the nest in shock. She knew she was on the right track. This would do perfectly...

(A.N.)
Hahaha cliffhanger!!! Anyone know what White found? Comment if you think you know owo