Duchess, an amber furred she cat, sunned herself in the patch of light in her Twoleg home. Her kits, Tiger, Hawk, and Sage wrestled nearby. They were in the same litter. Tiger was the oldest, then came Hawk, then Sage. Tiger and Sage had cream fur; the latter with amber eyes and her sister with green. Hawk had amber fur like his mother; he and Tiger had stripes in their fur. But Hawk, unlike his sisters, had blue eyes which were the exact shade of the water in the ocean. Suddenly a yowl split the air. Duchess got to her feet. "What was that?" Her kits stopped their play abruptly. A few cats ran by. Thier sleek fur clung to their pelts. Those three cats charged straight into some more. The new cats hissed and unsheathed their claws. Soon, a battle broke out with the blood of more and more cats spilling onto the grass. Duchess gasped in horror as one cat fell over, his eyes rolled up, and lay still. Sage let out a squeak. "Oh my!" Tiger cried. Hawk hid his face in his paws. "Ewww. That was disgusting..." The three kits did not know that the cats fighting outside were FaithClan and MintClan, who had fueded for a long time. They had no idea that their destinies lay in the fighting cats' Clans.