
Cinder smiled. "Your mother began giving birth in the early morning. You were the last of them, a runt. She loved you as much as them, but your father didn't. You were taken away. Far away, while she slept. She ran away from your father, but she never found you. Bit when you were born the world was happier, pleasant surprises waiting. That is why your path is well."

Mint smelt him and smiled. "Your upwind." She called.

Cinder nodded. "But I knew what was happing at your birth before it even took place. I was a new warrior then."

Cinder smiled. "When you were born, everyone just became a little happier. You were like a light, sent from Starclan." A sudden sharp jolt pierced her. "Celena, you still want that name?"

Mint felt like crying at scaring the poor thing and turned to her previous target.

Cinder sat on a flat rock.

((Of course! Names in mind?))
Cinder nodded. "I'm trusting you. Please prove me right." She walked into camp with her.

Cinder shook her head. "Not in my line of work."

Cinder concentrated. "Brown pelt...golden eyes." She smiled. "And it is very hard, only sent to the wolves who need it most."

Cinder smiled. She closed her eyes and concentrated. Sun, laughter and happiness filled my thoughts, along with small pang. Cinder opened her eyes, smile on her face. "You are happy, you have a mate, pups (sorry bout the kit thing..), but you lose your mother to green cough. That is the only bad part."

Cinder shook her head. 'I almost never can. But I saw black fur."

"Others aren't supposed to know!" She cried. But she shook her head. "I don't know. But I saw kits."

Cinder's eyes widened. "How.....how do you..." She backed away quickly.

Cinder finally saw it. Her eyes misted over.
"Blood everywhere..... Death....the smell of herbs and dying in the air......sorrowful eyes......" Her eyes cleared and she shook. "No...not good...no, how do I stop it?!"

"Help me get out of camp." She needed to leave.

Cinder shook her head, "I have to..get out of camp...now." She tried to get to the entrance, but her vision was blurring. Her eyes were clouded over.

Cinder felt pressure on her head and almost collapsed. A dark future.... She walked over a few foxtails and buckled.

Cinder's sad eyes fixed on him. "Come on...you have a bright, amazing future ahead of you." She knew. She had looked into the future quickly.