Prologue

The moon was just a sliver, barely a tiny rip in the vast sea of darkness. The claw-moon shone dimly, almost getting drowned out by the much smaller stars that twinkled and glistened around it, high above the lands that normal cats ever got to walk on.

Mosstail stepped into the soft moonlight, careful not to wake the others who were still sound asleep, dozing under the night sky. Her silhouetted figure moved slowly through the trees, treading in the blanket of white.

Her paws stepped softly on the new-fallen snow, leaving the gentle prints that would mark her leave forever. But, no matter how bad her heart ached, no matter how much she wanted to turn around and leave, she wouldn't. She couldn't. This was her destiny, she was made to do this. And, without looking back, Mosstail stepped out of the camp, leaving behind her only known home.

But it wasn't her home anymore.

Nothing was.


This is my first fanfic! Please review. :) And I'm sorry the prologue is really short. The chapters will be longer, I promise. And because it was so short, I'll get the next chapter published today as well. Stay tuned!