Sun was evil. She had a wicked mind and brought pain to anyone who got in her way. Sun lead the three great clans, BoneClan, DeathClan, and the greatest of them all, BrokenClan. She ruled over them all, watching the youngest ones suffer. Everyone feared her.

Then the clans fell.

More than half of DeathClan was wiped out by a pack of wolves. The survivors fled as fast as they could, to escape the evil wrath of Sun.

BoneClan rebelled. They hated the ways of Sun and the all mighty BrokenClan. At first they did little things like refuse Sun's orders or refuse to hurt the weaker clans in the neighboring forest. Then they started attacking. They would attack BrokenClan whenever the time was right. Soon, BrokenClan fought off and killed almost all of BoneClan.

BrokenClan was also hurt by these things. For instance, some wolves killed BrokenClan warriors that went to help DeathClan, and BoneClan attacked and killed BrokenClan cats. Soon BrokenClan was no more, and the three great clans had fallen.

Sun was one of the only ones left. The other surviving cats tried to kill her, but they ended up being the ones killed. Sun still let no one come in her way.

When the neighboring weaker clans came to make sure their enemies had finally fallen, Sun fled. She was scared. Scared that they'd find her. Scared that they would kill her. For once in her life, Sun was scared. For once, she was a coward.