Prologue
A seed of doubt, a sliver of black has entered my pure heart. On the outside I am an ignorant and have a fast temper, but on the inside I am loyal with a pure heart. Why can't anyone see that?
I have always sought love and I have fallen in it more than once but they never loved me back. Image how I felt when a handsome tom with a pelt that matched mine asked if I would be his mate. Once again, I fell In love blinded by the need to feel wanted.
Soon I was expecting kits, and I worried how that they would feel dejected by their father; because I had long since seen that he didn't love me. I tried to convince him to, I spoke to him but he was deaf to my words only loving that good for nothing Thunderclan she-cat.
All but one of my kits died. I knew the loyal tom needed to be loyal and agile to break the shadow of his father so I named him Breeze.
Breezekit grew up to want his father, for his father to look his way and he was too busy running after his father to pay his caring loving parent any attention. I still loved him with all my heart. He did not love me at all. I may have let him nurse and groomed his fur for his apprentice ceremony, but as far as he was concerned I wasn't his mother.
I began to sink into despair and guarded by heart up. I carried on. As far as my clan was concerned I was fine, no one loved me enough to notice my depression. I had a plan that I forced myself to carry out. Get up, hunt, go on patrol, eat, hunt, talk to Crowfeather, hunt, eat, talk to Breezepaw, hunt, go to sleep, and repeat the process. I began to fall even deeper into despair, but still no one noticed and I was beginning to think that they wouldn't.
Hey this is just kinda like what happened before the story actually starts. The actual story will be longer and have talking and stuff this is like an introduction on who Nightcloud is. -Leopardfang