On a dark, cold, night in the middle of leaf bare, hidden in the shadows of an abandoned barn, a special kitten was born.
"Your name will be...Moon, after this cold, cloudless night." Gasped the kitten's mother with her dying breath.
"Mother...I need you..." cried Moon as his mother drifted away from him. Suddenly, a jet black tom stepped out of the shadows of the barn. "Moon, you must not give up. You are special. Kitten's just born cannot talk. You can. Starclan has a special purpose for you. Outside of this abandoned nest, near the lake, is a group of cats. They call themselves ThunderClan. You must reach this clan tonight, if you wish to survive."
"Can't I stay with you?" cried Moon. He was beginning to shiver as the warmth of his mother's body began to fade.
"I cannot stay with you now, but we will meet again." spoke the mysterious tom, as he padded with great haste outside the Twoleg nest. 'He told me to find ThunderClan, so I must. I need food...'
Moon padded to the hole in the wall of the barn, and squeezed through.