Full summary: She was swift as a coursing river, mysterious as the dark side of the moon, and as bold as a tsunami threatening to wash away all the pain and fears. As respected as she may be, she would always be thought of as weak for her lean figure that radiated vulnerability. But it wasn't true — she wasn't frail at all, and obstacles stand in her way of proving herself to be underestimated. If only she was given another opportunity, another chance, she would've been much better off.

...but it was too late. She had already found her heart, her home.

ThunderClan - Silverstreak

Chapter 1

Silverstreak shook her fur out and stretched outside the warriors den after a good night's sleep. She noticed it was sun-high and felt a stab of annoyance as she discovered that the sun-high patrol had just gone out.

It wasn't fair — she had never contributed on any decent patrol. But who said life was just? And when she did manage to shove her way into a patrol, she made it clear that she didn't need anymore concerned glances of other cats staring at her in pity! Not that there was any reason to.

The silver she-cat didn't bother to fully acknowledge a cream colored tom making his way towards her, his cheerfulness radiating around him as he padded towards her. Instead, Silverstreak knew that he was just the same as all the others, feigning passion and making excuses as to purposely not let her participate in clan duties. But why make the effort?

It was discriminating, humiliating even, but she had never bothered to speak up for herself out of the knowledge that the other cats would just talk over her, interrupt her, or ask what she had just said.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" purred Sunflight, the deputy of ThunderClan. Although he was considered as one of the most friendly and compassionate cats in the clan, Silverstreak snorted silently at the idea of it. If he actually cared of others thought, he would ask her if she would like to go on patrol! "You seem troubled."

Silverstreak noticed that her sleek silver fur was ruffled slightly and she forced it to stay flat. Her ears twitched with annoyance while her mind reprimanded the deputy to stay away from her.

"Nothing you need to help me with," she replied bluntly as she made her way over to someplace else that wasn't where she was.

"Well, if you need me, I'll be glad to help you!" Sunflight called back cheerfully, his cream tabby fur ruffling slightly in the breeze. His tone was earnest and bright, but Silverstreak knew better.

She gritted her teeth in frustration, telling herself that Sunflight was just trying to be friendly, but deep down in her heart she knew that it was fraud. Silverstreak was okay with living with cats that wanted to help her — she was grateful for that, but imagine living everyday with cats pestering you and assuming that you can't even run a mere patrol!

She headed toward the camp entrance to the forest while carefully avoiding the first patrols that Sunflight had sent out earlier in the morning. They should have been getting back now. She didn't want them to see her, and invade her time and space alone anymore. The day was already going not so well, and she didn't need more cats to ruin her day more.

Silverstreak momentarily suppressed a ghost of a smile on her face as she wondered what the world would be like without any other cats — no more cats constantly reminding her that she was different; that she stood out from all the other cats in her clan. Or if only she was just a normal cat, an ordinary cat that Sunflight would call out without hesitation for a hunting or border patrol.

But she was an ordinary cat.

A light breeze blew, pushing green leaves off of the oak tree Silverstreak was sitting under. The leaves slowly drifted down onto her head as she batted playfully at a large yellowing one, a purr of amusement rising from her throat before vanishing.

She liked the sound of the wind hitting against the leaves of oak and the feeling of freedom and happiness it gave to her as the tree showered her with leaves, unlike the time she spent everyday in camp. Too bad it would only last so long.

It was her only place to be free of all the cats' assumptions and made her hate the cruel, unfair, pitch-black place they called the world a bit less.