"Many moons ago," Cinderfoot began. "There was four clans, ThunderClan, RiverClan, ShadowClan and WindClan." You wrap your tail around your paws looking at the dark grey she cat, and you noticed she has a deformed paw. Cinderfoot straightened herself and continued," Life was great, but then, a terrible storm hit and wiped them out except for Sparkflight, the only kin left of Firestar's bloodline. Sparkflight fled as fast as she could with the survivors from the other clans. She then came to the forest, we are in-" she winks at you before continuing"- and decided to bring back the Clans under a new Clan, SparkClan." You shift uncomfortably and ask," but where do I come in to this story?" The she cat's dark blue eyes rest on you and she smiles. "You, loner," she answers simply,"are a reincarnation of one of those hundreds of cats who died back in that forest." You flick your ears. "Are you a reincarnation, too?" Cinderfoot looks into your (insert colour here) eyes. "Yes," she says,"of Cinderpelt."