Warrior Cats: A New Life

Darkness. Warmth. Even breathing nearby—and the dull, cozy beat of someone else's heart, making the entire earth of your small world tremble.

You've only just been born. You can't see or hear anything properly yet—only the smell of milk and the wet ferns of the den and the rough tongue licking you from nose to tail.

"Hush, hush," someone big purrs above you. "Another one. We've had another kitten!"

Whispers can be heard outside the den: the tribe is already arguing over who they see in you - a hunter, a healer, or a future leader.