Still an apprentice, nearly a warrior, Moon was laying in the sun warming his long silver well groomed fur. As he was drifting off to sleep he suddenly though of the way that he had been taken from the clan...
[flashback]
As a new Riverclan apprentice Moonpaw had felt so much pride as his mother had been appointed as his own mentor in the clan. He saw this as a chance to become close to his mother, and to the clan as well. This pride was connected to the warrior code, the pride and joy of the clans. Moonpaw learned from being a young kit that one needed to protect the warrior code with his life. As he was going on his daily life and had been an apprentice for a while, nearing warriorhood, some rouge cat's suddenly invaded camp. The fight blurred by in Moonpaw's mind when he suddenly came upon a small black she-cat with amber eyes, just looking at him. The she cat, whose name he would later learn was Night, whipped around and ran out of camp. As he chased after her, a small voice in his head told him to stop chasing, that he would get lost. Eventually when he ran out of breath he looked around and saw that he was in an unfamilier place.
Time passed for a few days and he had managed to catch some rats and some small mice. As he was hunting he bumped into Night again, but this time with a huge orange tabby behind her. This tabby was her father, Tiger. As both Night and Moonpaw grew closer Tiger was more like a father to Moonpaw. As time grew, Night found a mate and moved out of the den away from her father and away from Moonpaw as well; although Moonpaw didn't mind. He wasn't in-love with the she-cat, she was a sister to him. One time as both Tiger and Moon visited her den, they found her, her mate and their kits murdered in their own den. Moon was shocked that some cat would hurt them, but not so shocked as to know that they were killed for food. Food had been scarce in the twolegplace and a big family like that was a threat to those in power. As Tiger examined his daughter and son-in-law's claws he found that there was ash-grey fur in between her claws which only meant one thing, that that Coal, the highest ranking cat had killed them to make an example.
Coal generally didn't kill any of the kits in the twolegplace because when they grew up all they wanted was to join him and his crew. The tom only killed the kill's because he felt like Night and her family was too much of a threat for him. As Tiger and Moon hunted them down, they ran into some of the lower ranking minions and promptly killed them out of anger. Coming up to Coal, Tiger launched himself at the head cat intending to kill him. Unfortantly, Coal's bodyguards jumped on him pinning him to the ground. The ashy cat approached Tiger and then looked at Moon. "I will kill the silver cat as an example. I have no wish to kill you Tiger as you hold influence here, however if you struggle I will."
Being a larger cat, Tiger escaped and killed the two cat's that were holding him down and launched himself right in the kill path of Coal, protecting Moon with his last breath. As Moon looked down at his adoptive father bleeding to the death in front of him and then back to the older ashy cat he nodded his head and then melted back into the shadows. Moon wanted nothing to do with the twolegplace now, all he had stayed for was gone. Both his adoptive sister and his adoptive father and nieces and nephews were dead. There was no one to care for ad no one to protect...he remembered that the clan's had fallowed a warrior code that prevented needless killing of loved ones.
As he traveled back he knew that this would be a fresh start for him and his life. He was a fully grown cat now, a bit on the larger side and new how to fight. However, he knew that when he went back to the clan's he wouldn't care about the warrior code. he would become part of the clan for the family aspect and the non-killing aspect.
[flashback ends]
As the flashback ended Moon sighed and opened his eyes, looking directly into the eyes of a dark forest warrior. These cat's didn't bother him as much as they bothered the other clan cats, which was probably due to his background all of the grief that he had endured. His whiskers twitched as he though of his lovely mate now, Tinypool. Although the warrior code was just a bunch of words to him he would follow them for Tinypool's sake, because she cared about the warrior code and those who followed it. Moon smiled to himself as the sun warmed his fur and at the fact that his life was good right now and almost close to paradise.
