Icepaw ran through the forest, panting heavily, the rain soaking his coat as thunder rolled overhead, he looked behind him, and slowed. He had finally gotten out of danger, or so he thought. The frost-furred apprentice looked around him, and a tingle crept up his spine, and not just from the cold. Where was he? The young apprentice looked around, his grey eyes filled with fear. Could he have crossed over the clan border? Icepaw jumped as a twig snapped behind him. Glowing green eyes appeared, followed by a cat whose coat was blacker than black.
"Are you lost?" She hissed the words, her voice like that of a snake. "I can help you." Icepaw crouched and sprang toward her, just the way his mentor had taught him. she jumped out of the way, but made no motion to attack.

Suddenly she appeared right in front of him and stared into his eyes. Icepaw was frozen where he stood. The black cat smiled menacingly. She began to chant in a lost language and Icepaw's white fur grew darker. He grew from white to grey to black. More cats emerged from the forest, all with jet black fur, but with eyes of every color. Finally the black she cat stepped away and Icepaw was released. He stumbled and shook his head, blinking his grey eyes. A huge black tom stepped forward.

"Awake, Shadowpaw. Welcome to the NightRaiders."

Shadowpaw lifted his head, his grey eyes cold with malice.