After Shine had passed, only two out of her three kits lived. Some believe the one who died now rules the Tribe of Stars.

The two that had lived, Sun and Moon adopted. They had searched for their father, trying to make sense of the name Shine had mumbled before her eyes shut forever.

Cardinal.

They searched for him before losing hope. By this time, the two kits, named Shiningfeather and Shimmerwing (named in honor of Shine and their unfound father), were now four moons of age.

Sun and Moon vowed never to go to war again, creating the tribes and training Shiningfeather and Shimmerwing to take their places as leader. Their kits then took their place, named in honor of their unfound father or deceased mother. Generations passes, the female kits receiving names that represented birds while the male received names of shine. The eldest kits of them leaders taking their place. Those kits were given no choice in their mate, who was chosen by their parents instead to prevent anything that could happen. No one wanted a war like that again. Any kit that was found to be "Half-blooded" were shamed, and sometimes even driven to insanity or killed off "accidently" during their apprentice training. Many generations passed and none of these were ever broken or defied in anyway, until HE was born.

Present day…...

I sat with my tail folded over my paws, just the way father taught me to.

Look regal. Look like your someone willing to follow, and they will follow you. Keep your back straight and chin up.

"Finchkit!" i hear my sister call, bounding towards me. I acknowledge her with nod. She slows down to a trot before sitting next to me.

"Wanna play!" She mewed, her voice laced with excitement.

"No thank you." i say politely. She pouts,

"C'mon, pleeeeeaaaseeeee!" she begged. I shake my head.

"What's the point in having a sister if she never even pays attention to you." she said bitterly before whipping around and stalking away.

I don't mean to pay no attention to her. But as the oldest out of the two of us….I will eventually be the moon of our Tribe. Which means i will follow in my father's footsteps.

I stared after Wrenkit sadly. I don't mean to hurt her.

I sigh and look down at my paws.

"Finchkit!" I hear my father call for me. I sigh.

Why can't i have my own time for once?

I stood and began padding towards my father's den, which he was standing outside of.

Out of the corner of my eye, i saw an apprentice cornering something. A kit?

It was a Grey kit , with his white ear's flattened. He had tears in his aqua eyes.

I look at my father and Back at the kit.

"I'm gonna be in trouble.." I mumble to myself.

I flattened my long fur and lifted my chin.

I padded over to the apprentice and The kit.

"What do you think your doing?" I mew.

The Apprentice looked at me and i recognised his face.

Halfpaw.

"Why should i tell you, kit." He sneered.

I pad to the kits side.

"You dare disrespect me?" I challenge Halfpaw, keeping my fur lying flat. I saw recognition flash in Halfpaw's eyes.

"Finchkit!i-i-i I'm sorry…" He stammered, his eyes wide and fearful before dashing off. I glare after the Cream and brown tom. I turn to The kt.

"Are you alright?" I ask, nudging him with a paw.

He stared at me, his jaw agape.

"Is there something in my fur?" I ask. Why is he staring at me?

"N-no! I-it's Just...you stood up for m-me...…" He stammered, looking down at his paws.

"Why wouldn't i?" I asked him with a flick of my tail. He opened his jaws to speak but he let out a squeak of fear before running off.

"What was that?" I mumbled to myself.

"Your mother!" I froze. Oh no.

I turned to look at my mom.

"Hi Mom." I say casually, lifting a paw.

"Don't you 'Hi mom' me. And you know very well not to call me mom. You are a Moonshard. You have to give the adults respect!" She scolded.

I looked down at my paws. I don't know why, but my mom makes excuses so i don't call her mom.

"Yes Mom..i mean!...Jaybreeze." I say quickly, glancing up at her.

"Better. But not good enough." she mewed.

"Your father has been waiting for you." He scolded and she nudged me towards My father's den.

"I was only helping a kit!" I whined, digging my claws into the ground.

"Let the Fighters deal with that then. You are a Moonshard, act like it." my mother snapped before pushing me again, making me stumble.

"Fine! I'll go now!" I hiss.

"Watch your tone!" Jaybreeze hissed back.

I scurried into my father's den.

"Dad!" I mewed as i got in.

My father turned from where he was standing over a small patch of sand. His eyes brightened as he saw me.

"Finchkit!" He mewed happily. I padded over to him with a purr.

I heard Jaybreeze enter behind me.

" Crowmoon, I just caught our daughter helping a kit." She told him, her green eyes focused on me. I tried to shrink. Didn't work.

"Good! Kindness is a good trait for a amazing leader!" He complimented me, narrowing his eyes At his mate.

"Yes, but...it was Creekkit." She mewed back.

I looked at my father, wondering what was so bad about that. His face went blank and he began to growl.

He whipped around to face me.

"Is this true?" He snarled, rage in his eyes. I froze, my eyes wide.

"I...I was just trying to be nice! What did i do wrong." I whimpered. What DID i do? Why can't i be nice to that kit?

Crowmoons face softened.

"So you don't know….i guess you'll find out soon enough when He becomes an apprentice." he mumbled.

Why? I had so many questions unanswered.

"Anyway on with the meeting. Where's Creamface and Mudpelt?" he mewed to Jaybreeze.

I stare at my paws. Why didn't they like this kit? He needs a friend...maybe i could be his friend?

Gahhhhhh! After how many months of trying to word this the EXACT way i want, it's finally doneeee!

Chapter 1 of the rewrite! The prolouge wont be so Loooonnnlleeyyyy.

As always, Any tips or advice is welcome with open arms!

~Lynx

P,.S Should i make a Q&A for this on Wattpad?