(If you have ideas for names comment below! I'm bad at chapter names!)
(Italic=Thoughts, Bold= Me doing a comment, Underline= Don't know yet :D)

Ivy and Amber were looking around the cold cave that was covered with ice. Long vines usually drape the walls but now their were shriveling in the cold. Flame was at the entrance peering out into the unknown lands and Frost was fast asleep in his warm nest sleeping. Tiger was out hunting and the kits were thinking of following him. Ivy's ears in the wind flowed around aimlessly has the stream of air changed. Amber took a step out of the only place they have ever been, she sighed and went back.

"Amber! Not yet! We are only 3 moons old! Tiger said at 3 moons we can go." Ivy said. She took a step back into the shadows, afraid to anger anyone.

"So?" Amber responded angrily. "Tiger doesn't care about us anyway! He just cares about himself! Did he even try to save mom? No! He just watched!" She stomped her paw on the cold ice and she gracefully slipped and fell on her face. (Okay fine, not gracefully).  Frost's head went up as he looked around, startled. Ivy stood there, deep in thought so she didn't hear her sisters fall.
Why is there only a few cats in this place? Tiger said that there was hundreds of cats who lived in the forest! But in my two moons I have only seen Frost, Flame, and my sister Amber. Also who was that cat in my dream? He said his name was Clawstar but its such a weird name, not proper. Then that other cat, Silverpelt. (In another roleplay me and my friend created this cat as the first StarClan warrior, so please no hate that this didn't happen in Warriors.) She kept on saying to ignore the darkness, whatever that mean! Why can't that starry warrior just speak straight, no riddles! Wait, what was that thud? No no! My sister fell!
Flame held back a laugh and raced towards his friend.
"Are you okay?" He helped her up but slipped too. Amber narrowed her eyes at Ivy and stomped out of the cave her right leg crooked.
"Frost, Flame what do we do? Should we follow her?" She said, worried.
"Duh!" Flame exclaimed "We have to help her!"
"I-I-I-I donn't know-w. Maybe, wait? I mean, she m-may want-t some a-alone time." Frost stuttered. The cats decided that Amber wanted some time to think and she was smart enough to stay close to the den. Boy, they were wrong.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Amber's P.O.V

I stomped out of the cave, snarling at myself. How could they side with Tiger? He did NOTHING to help me and Ivy's mom! I kept on walking listening to the little critters and the dead tree branches crumbling and falling. I heard yowling and stopped dead in my tracks. A tall, scarred cat with eyes the color of burning fire was attacking a small brown cat with long whiskers off in the distance. I lowered my body into the ferns, watching. The little cat seemed about 8 moons and the big cat was about 34 moons.
"Moorpaw! Work harder! What would you do if this was a real battle? You would die!" He sneered.
"I-I'm sorry... Flintdawn. I'll try harder next time." Moorpaw responded looking down.
"There won't be a next time if you don't focus!" He lunged himself onto the small cat about to rake his long claws on his belly. I jumped out of the bushes and Moorpaws eyes widened as he looked over at me. Flintdawn didn't see, as his back was turned against me. Moorpaw quickly regained his balance and kicked Flintdawns stomach and retreating.
"Well, well, well. The apprentice finally dodged an attack. But don't gloat your victory young kittypet. It will not last forever." Flintdawn said and walked off. Moorpaw was stunned and looked scared. I came out from my hiding spot and greeted the cat.
"Hello, Moorpaw!" I said, startling him.
"W-w-who are you-u?" He stuttered trying to look brave but failed. He is one weird cat.
"Names Amber. Was just passing through." I said politely.
"Why is your n-name so weird? And how did you know mine? Are you a spy?" He said backing up and narrowing his eyes at me.
"I could say the same for you. Flintdawn said your name. No I'm not a spy, please stop with all the nagging little questions. What does 'kittypet' mean? I have heard the term but I don't understand it." I asked, tilting my head.
"I-I... My mom was a house cat. My father was a rouge. No one knew my mothers name, they just called her Dot (If your reading this Duskie then yes, I wrote this while we were talking about your box, Dot) after the big black dot on her belly. I never knew my father. She became a rouge after giving birth and I ran away one fateful night and Flintdawn took me in. He was a new warrior at the time and he was nicer and not as strict.
"My mother died giving birth to me. She and her mate, Tiger, were rogues. I don't know that much about her other than she was a kind cat with sparkling yellow eyes." I sighed.
Why am I being so open to this stranger? She could be lying, she could be a spy from another clan.. But.. why is she so familiar? Is that why I'm being nice to this cat? Moorpaw thought trying to shake the thought out of his head.
"Well as much as I would like to stay, my clan awaits! I guess, see you later?" He said uncertainty as the small cat ran off. Well that was weird. Maybe I should just go back home? I shouldn't call it a home, if the owner hates me and wouldn't lift a claw if I disappeared. If anything he would be overjoyed to get rid of one of his meat sacks. I'll just call it that place where I sleep. The sun was dipping down and my stomach was growling and I realized it was close to night and I haven't eaten anything in the past 24 hours. (How do the warriors tell time?) I turned around to go back but the snow had covered my foot tracks. The snow came down harder and harder on my pelt and I was frozen. A branch from the tree above me creaked and swayed in the wind, dangerously. I tried to move but one of my paws was stuck under a pile of snow and it was hardening. The branch above me tilted down and cracked and fell.

Well thats a cliffhanger! Soon you find out what happens next! *Cackles Evilly*