Chapter 1
They who don't see are they who are selfish
Savageness. That was all the clans saw. No peace remained between them, as no peace remained within them. Everybody was practically the dark forest, and they didn't know it. No cats saw the meaning in 'Starclan' any more, not even the queens told stories about them to their kits. All the stories were about war. Only war. No cat thought of Firestar or Bluestar, they were all long forgotten. You'd consider these clans more of a group of rouges. Never was their a full moon of peace...the clouds covered it up.
As kits play, they seek playfulness. As for the only three kits in the nursery did. Everybody told them their mother had run off to be a rouge, not that she did though. It was just a cloud of thoughts that she had gone to be a rouge. Maybe a kittypet. But since the clans saw savageness, they thought she saw savageness and ran off to be a rouge. Her offspring continued playing in the nursery.
"Moonkit, you'll never win!" The strongest kit yowled to the swiftest.
"Well you'll never win either, Skykit!" the smartest kit yowled to the strongest.
"I'm the swiftest! I can escape your strength Skykit, and I can escape your tricks Nightkit!" Moonkit howled. As she the swiftest she raced up onto Nightkit's back. As he the smartest, he waited till her tail was in the correct position, and then flung her off and grabbed her tail in midair. Moonkit squealed. As he the strongest, Skykit heaved himself on Nightkit making him let go of Moonkit's tail. Skykit yowled in triumph.
"I have proven strength to all of you, so you must respect me!" Skykit's triumph didn't last long. For those who challenge Nightkit will be proved not to again. Nightkit's revenge plan this time was a good one.
"Don't kill me! I'll do anything." Skykit balanced a bit of weight off him cause of his great pride of at least one kit backing down to him. Nighkit then heaved him off and nipped his tail. Skykit yowled and scampered off. Nightkit had won this round. The kits soon settled down and came into deep thought.
"You know Mama told us about our ancestors watching over us in a clan in the skies named Starclan? I've been thinking, no one mentions them anymore, maybe they're dead." Moonkit meowed to her littermates.
"They can't be dead! They established something called the warrior code. They'll remain as long as it's alive, right?" Skykit spoke in a positive tone.
"But what if the warrior code is dead? Mama told us it made peace among all the clans. All of Thunderclan only talks about war among the clans, about stealing their territory and other things like that." Nightkit said.
"It's falling apart if it's not already dead." Moonkit meowed terrified.
"We'll be apprentices soon, at least then we'll be in training and investigate more than we can now." Skykit said.
"Maybe we can ask the elders, there's one elder older than history in there!" Nightkit suggested.
"Or should we say, older than fleas existence?" Moonkit laughed. Skykit and Nightkit took in her joked an giggled.
Caring is one thing, helping is another
