I'm trying out the style that the author of You Don't Know Me uses. If you've read the book, tell me how close I got and if you haven't, tell me if it's good please. Because I'm only experimenting, the writing style of this story may change, but I will try to keep at it. Also, I know it's kind of short, but because I'm trying to write in this style, the chapters may continue to be around this length.
Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors. I don't even own this character. My character owns herself. All I own is a Big Mac, which I don't own yet because it hasn't yet come and anyway my dad would own it because he is going to buy it.
Onto the story.
Chapter One
Black fur, blue eyes, lithe, fast, but not too strong. Is that me? Look again. Tortoiseshell, amber eyes, tough, and muscular. What about now? Nope, another glance. Tabby, green eyes, fast, strong. Do you think that's me now? Wrong again. Silver, transparent blue eyes, lithe, and fast. That's who I am. What am I? I am the daughter of Silverwing and Stormcall. My name is Moonshine. Where am I? Thunderclan? Shadowclan? Windclan? Riverclan? No. Starclan? I'm not dead. Skyclan? They disappeared, that collection of loners and kittypets never had Clan potential.
Or maybe they did, maybe I'm in their camp at this moment, sunning myself while my mate and leader, Ratstar, grooms my pelt. And my clan's around me, talking. Hawkwing is scolding Bramblekit and Mistkit for playing near the stream while his mate, Snowgaze, is asking Wildberry if her third kit will survive the cold it has acquired. And if I turn my head, I can see Blazeclaw sharpening his claws on the rock, waiting for a chance to use them.
But I won't turn my head because I'm not in the Skyclan camp. I'm not even in their territory. Skyclan doesn't even exist anymore. They were too weak and couldn't defend themselves in the least. So where am I? I'm nowhere. Don't believe me? Look around. Nothing but a stretch of dead grass and a lone tree. I'm sitting beneath the tree on a silver rock. Actually, it's a boulder not a rock and it's gray. But I'm not nowhere. I can't be nowhere, because I'm here, under this tree on a gray boulder. But I'm not under a tree or on a gray boulder. The nearest tree is across the thunderpath and it's a sapling, a dead sapling and there are no boulders in sight, the only rocks are mashed together to make the jagged thunderpath.
Why am I here? I'm a kittypet and my name isn't Moonshine, it's really Luna. But I'm not a kittypet because I don't live with twolegs, I'm really a loner. But I'm not a loner because I'm not alone. I have you. At least, I did have you until the monster saw you. So I guess I am alone and I am a loner. But my name's not Luna anymore, it really is Moonshine. I used to be Luna but after the monster saw you I met Thunderclan and joined them.
Confused? Good. My life is confusing, everything that happens and everything I say is an illusion because I'm a loner and a clan cat, but maybe a twoleg since I'm typing this. To help your relatively slow mental process, I'll tell you this much. My name is Moonshine and I am a Thunderclan cat.