republished only so a friend could read it sob

Prologue

    My first memories were simple, my mother and father, watching me play with the other kit's. Lynxfur, a beautiful light brown tabby with amber eyes, as bright and beautiful as the moon, ear tufts and shorter fur, she was skinny and tall, and Pricklenose, a pure dark brown tom with light blue eyes with prickly fur, so proud of their little Cedarkit. 

   They didn't expect it when Thunderclan attacked us. I remember Lynxfur, my mother, running away from Thunderclan warriors. 

   I was watching from a tree, as Lynxfur ran into the thunderpath. As a monster approached. I didn't know what it was, and I wasn't scared. Even when I saw my mother get runover by a monster, now I understand what happened, but have moved on. My father Pricklenose though...