Well, here it is! Where things begin :) This is from a point of view that we won't see again throughout the whole book. Though, maybe it will be from her view in the other prologues if there are going to be two more books in the UnderClan series. That'd be cool, and it would make sense. I suppose it's sort of short, but there wasn't a ton I really needed to write. Truthfully I kind of hate prologues :(
The Warriors Series, idea, ect is all to the Erins. I do not own any of the Warriors material. UnderClan and all it's characters were created by myself, but other than that, I do not own any Warriors property.
I hope you enjoy! Comment please, I appreciate no flames, though I'll answer questions and consider suggestions!
The moon was so bright, so large, it felt like it had stained my fur the pale color it was. It was piercing, and I quickly closed my eyes again. Somehow, the darkness was more comforting than the moonlight. It reminded me of my mother's dark fur. I felt my own sibling's fur against mine as we lay together in the damp leaves and moss. The rain was still coming down, but only as a light drizzle. It had been nearly pouring when mother had left. I could only hope she'd come back. But as I made myself open my eyes again, and turned them away from the light of the moon, there was no sight of her. Straining my nose, I could not trace her scent. It was so faint. My sister and brother lay beside me, huddled together and deep in sleep. A sickening feeling crept into my small stomach. Mother had been gone a long time. I could tell because of the rain. She'd never left us alone for this long before, though we weren't newborn kits anymore, we were still young. What if something had happened to her? Who knows what monsters slept in this wood. No. My mother is a strong cat. And a smart one. She wouldn't have left us alone if she knew there was danger, would she? But she still wasn't here.
I was so cold, I realized as I attempted to lift my delicate paw. My damp fur didn't help either. A breeze ruffled my fur and a shiver ran down my spine, forcing the small warmth around me. It felt terrible. And I didn't even have the strength to hate it. I had never been very much of a strong kit anyway, but the more mature one. I liked being that, intelligent little kit, impressing my big brother and sister. And in turn, they would protect me. I knew from the moment I opened my eyes and saw them, that they were fighters. I loved them so much.
I forced my head up again, trying to avoid the moon's glare. Maybe it was mad at me. Maybe it was worried about me and Luna and Reed. Instead I looked to the midnight sky, were twinkling little stars lay above us. They were so beautiful. I wished I was a star, so I could see were my mother was, and my father, a cat I'd never met. And I'd run through the sky and talk to the moon. And when the dawn would come, I would hide in the light and watch over my familiy. It wouldn't be hard for me.
"Come along. Come along." The stars called to me. "Come with us and you'll be safe."
"I can't." I told them. "Without knowing Luna and Reed won't be safe."
They seemed troubled by this, and didn't answer. So I just smiled at them, and moved towards my sister and brother.
"Luna?" It hurt to speak as I prodded my sister with the paw I'd barely been able to lift. "Reed?" My voice cracked as I touched my brother's ginger pelt and called his name. My throat felt like it was drowning. Neither of them stirred. Anger rose inside me, not directed at them, but at myself. What an effect I was able to produce. I knew they were both okay, their sides rose as they breathed and slept. But I was lonely and completely unable to wake them. Sighing, I shuffled and moved my stiff paw back under my fur. I was alone. I closed my eyes and drew in a breath, only to cough out the air and draw it in again.
Countless thoughts swam in my head. It hurt to think of any of them. Mostly because they were all thoughts of worry. So I tried to think of something happy. Something bright. The tune my mother sings to us all the time immediatley came to mind. It was the song she'd hummed before I'd gone off to sleep. The last time I saw her. Maybe it would bring her back.
It sounded awful as I began to hum the tune, I let out a whispering crackled giggle. But I didn't stop, even as my throat began to ache even more than it was. I didn't care. "Look to the stars...they will guide you. Look to the stars...they will show you." I whispered hoarsley to the moon. "Look to light...it will lift you. Look to my heart...it will love you" I mewed on, until this point I went back to humming the soft melody. As I listened to my own heart, I listened to it beat weakly.
Mother mother mother, it said. Mother mother mother.
The last few drops of rain touched my pelt as I knew she wasn't coming back.
