What would you do if you were standing in a warfield, watching people fight who promised peace, breaking trust right in front of you.
While that's how Starclan felt.
Fruitclan had a nasty battle between each other, no one being the victim.
They fought, they bled, and eventually one of them died.
This stopped the battle with the clanmates but it was too late now that Sparrowheart died.
As a punishment Starclan separated all the cats individually around the world, but at the center of it all there was someone.
He tried to help but it didn't worked and no one listened to him, and that is where our story begins