Prologue
"Mother! Are you here? I need you!" yelled a poor scrawny black kit with dark blue eyes. The kit had a scar right over his eye, with a voice that was incredibly creaky.
"Shade, quickly go! Before the wild cats catch you!" shouted his mother's voice faintly.
Shade's little ears perched down from fright, and sprinted out.
His poor paws felt sore and his eyes were burning from being scared for too long. His throat was tight and his back was bleeding from the scratches from the wild cats.
He had to run, far away from his home...and start new...start fresh...and have another chance.
Shade could hear yowls of his family members and friends. Fresh scent of blood could be smelled.
Shade would never see them again, nor would he see what actually happened that day.