Missing the Rain
The Tale of a Warrior
"Moonkit! COME BACK RIGHT NOW!" screamed Nightfrost, the black pelted elder. The white pelted kit only felt rejection. To start with, she was the only white pelted cat in WaveClan, her clan. And totally misunderstood with her words. Running, the small kit felt the eyes of warrior burning through her white pelt. She ran out to her hiding spot, an old abandon owl hole in a evergreen tree. "Moonkit.." "Moonkit!" She heard a search party call for her. "There you are!" Tabascopaw sighed. The chestnut apprentice was Moonkit's only friend. "Midnightstar wants to see you."
Standing in the den's doorway, Moonkit sat nervously, "Come in…" She approached her black pelted leader "Hello Midnightstar.." She mewed. "We are wondering why you keep running way? And where do all these stories of BoulderClan keep coming from?" Midnightstar questioned. "This clan doesn't give me a chance! They find me… weird, different and odd. And where I go when I run away is where I hear all these stories. The oldest evergreen tree's owl hole right by the boarder." Moonkit explained. "Moonkit…there is a potential leader in you." Midnightstar hesitated…"It's just…undiscovered."
