Ok, this is gonna be good :D

So, you wanna hear my story?

Huh, please bother someone else, we're on patrol for StarClan's sake!

Ugh, fine. Only because your new.

Wait, why are you asking about my coat? I thought you meant backstory and all. You do? Then why are you asking about my pelt?

Ugh, fine. My mother's pelt. Hazelpaw got hers from her dad.

Anyway, can we please move on. No, I do not wanna talk about my eyes either.

Ok, so we were just three rogues, to be honest. My mother, Sophia, was a kittypet, so we stayed with our father most the time. His name was Thorn. In greenleaf, or what we called summer, we stayed near a creek in a abandoned badger set. Flintkit, or Willow, would get scared because she thought there were still badgers. We usually fished, but once I fell in the river, and Thorn had to run along the river and dive in to get me.

Ya ya, that's why I never go near the creek. Maybe I should shove you in so you can see how scary it was.

In leafbare we stayed near Sophia's place. She was a nice she-cat, but too snobby. She saw clan cats as ruffians, and it kinda rubbed off on me.

So that's why I was shocked when Hazel left to join NightClan. She announced it to the whole family, and Sophia and her got into a fight. What I never figured out is how she won. I think she was sneaking out before too. She left Mom with a nasty scar across her eye, and left.

Sophia kicked us out of her house, and me, Flintkit, and Thorn were left in the cold. We almost died that winter.. err, leafbare.

We stayed rogues for a few more seasons, before one leaf-fall, we hid in a cave. We didn't know that wolves made their home way further back.

Then the wolves attacked.

They cornered Flintkit, and Thorn went to defend her. He told me to run. So I did, and I felt so guilty as I ran. I could hear the howls of wolves and screams of terror behind me, and I kept running. If I knew how to fight, then maybe I might've stayed there and helped my dad. Unknowingly, I ran in the direction of the NightClan camp.

When I ran as far as I could, I collapsed, panting. I heard something moving in the bushes, and I knew I was done for if it was a cat, or worse. I tried to get up, but I was too tired to move.

It was Dusklight.

She was carrying some herbs in her mouth (now I know it was comfrey) and was looking the some bushes to get some more. When she saw me, she told me to stay right there, and she ran off. A few moments later, she returned with a piece of freshkill. I ate it furiously.

I remember the conversation we had.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Dusklight, medicine cat of NightClan."

"NightClan? That's a Clan. Why aren't you clawing me?"

"Because I can tell you're not a threat."

"Don't you guys kill anyone who dares travel into your territory?"

"Not kill. We fight."

"Why don't you kill."

"The Warrior Code states that the loss of a cat isn't a victory."

Turns out the Clans were more dignified than I thought, and I remembered something. I asked if there was a Hazel in there.

"No, we have a Hazelpaw."

I requested that I'd see her. Just as I thought, Hazelpaw was Hazel! I told her everything that happened, and I was surprised at how nice and well fed she looked. Soon, I decided to join.

So ya, that's what happened.

No, I'm not telling you about my eyes.