I'm Shatter, and in case you didn't already know by the name, I am a rogue. I wasn't always a rogue, though. Once upon a time, I was in a clan called Darkclan. I was the daughter of Jetstar and Onyxheart, and about to be a sister to a new litter of kits. My name had been Songheart, because of my happy moods, and I was loved be lots of cats from all around.
That didn't last long, because a young rogue sneaked into camp while we all slept, and took me away. Later, I found out the tom's name was Claw. Claw took me to a cave and told me I was to be his mate, because he loved me more than anything. Every day, Claw went out and hunted, but I didn't try to leave because I didn't know where we were.
One night while I was sleeping, my parents came to me in a dream. "Songheart, do not hate the one who took you, for he saved your life."Jetstar told me in his calm, majestic voice. I stared at my father. "What do you mean, Jetstar?"I asked in worry. The jet black she-cat next to him had stepped forward. "Songheart, my dearest daughter, the night you were taken, a group of badgers came into camp. I sneaked out after they killed your father. My kits are still out there, some loners took them until you can go claim them. I want you to raise them as your own. Please, don't hate the rogue that saved you. Treat him how you would treat any other friend of yours!" Ontxheart said sweetly. The dream faded soon after, my eyes bolted open. I called for Claw and explained things, asking him to help me find the kits.
As we left the cave, I was surprised at how close we were to the camp. The stench of rotting flesh and badger filled the air as I tried to hold back tears. I heard the soft meows of kits and we followed the sound. We walked into an abandoned two-leg place and saw two loners laying with four little kits. One of the loners stepped forward. "Are you Songheart?"the grey tom asked. I stared at the kits as I thought. "Yes, but I changed my name to Shatter" I told him, the shock of my clanmates death finally hitting me. The tom nodded. "Well, these are the kits, now get out!" the tom said, shoving the four fuzzy, little bundles at us. Claw quickly picked up two kits in his jaws while I took the other two. We carried them back to the cave. "Claw, I've decided to be myself again. I have decided to love all, even though I long to hate many. Like my parents said before 'Hate is too great a burden to bear!'"I told the tom, finding that I was starting to fall for him. He purred and looked down at the kits. I finally had a chance to look at them also. There was a jet black tom that looked like my mother, we decided to call him Onyx. The other tom was mostly black with faint red at the tips of his ears and tail. We named him Jet. Star was a light ginger and black she-cat like me. The last she-kit, we named...
"Shatter! Shatter! Onyx clawed me again!" a small voice cried out. I turned to the young kits. "Onyx, what did I say about using your claws while playing? Apologize to your sister!" I scolded. "Sorry,"Onyx said, he ran off to play with Star and Jet, leaving the smallest kit with me and Claw.
Now...where was I? Oh, yes! The smallest, palest she-cat, we named her Life, because we planned on living a long life together.
"And that is why we are here. Together!" I told the younger cats of our rogue group. The cats smiled sleepily before their eyes slid shut. I curled up to my newborn kits, my siblings, and my mate. 'I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear.' I heard my parents voices say for the last time as I entered sleep.