Stealthheart walked over to the leaders den where Yellowfang sat as clan leader, Stealthheart approached Yellowstar. "Stealthheart, do you know the kit named Hopekit?" 

   "I can't say I do." Yellowstar looked steadily into Stealthheart's eyes.

   "Go south of here, by a small lake you will find a small den." Yellowstar took a small gasp of air, for she was very old, and would most likely pass away soon. "There will be a small kit by the name of Hopekit. She is a small kit with golden fur everywhere except her muzzle,"  Yellowstar took another long breath of air. "which is white." Stealthheart nodded her head and turned to leave the den but stopped, and turned to ask Yellowstar a question she needed to be answered.

   "Yellowstar, I was hopping you could answer my question, why can't I, or anyone else remember anything before the establishment of this clan?" 

   Yellowfang frowned and said, "The answer to the question is long and very, very complicated. I will explain later, but for now you must retrieve the kit before anything bad happens."

   "I understand." Stealthheart said dissapointed, and turned then ran out of the den. "South." Stealthheart said to herself. Stealthheart walked passed by the empty dens, she walked slowly by each one, remembering when they were each full of cats and kits. She passed by the empty medicine cat den. I hope things can still be fixed, Stealtheart thought to herself as she exited the camp. 

   Miles away from the camp sat a small kit with dark grey fur, little white paws and emerald green eyes.

   "Hopekit." the kit mewed.

   "Yes, Greykit?" Hopekit purred.

   "We'll always be friends, right." Greykit asked shyly. 

   "Yep!" Hopekit turned and smiled at him, "Always." Hopekit walked over to an old oak tree with a large hole in its roots leading to a tunnel and entered the it. Greykit turned towards the lake, and he ran down the hill to where the land and water touched and walked through the shallow water to a little island in the middle of a very small and shallow pond. 

   Stealthheart ran through a forest south to the camp full of large trees making every direction look the same, but she kept on moving forward, but something made her stop. She turned to see three large figures hovering above her.

   "Foxes!"