Chapter One: In the apprentice den of River Clan, Silverpaw groomed her long, white fur. Her silver stripes glinted as they were smoothed and shone in the moonlight. Some of the other apprentices were silently watching her from their nests, admiring the way her Lunar Moth wing seemed to glow softly, matching the mint green of her eyes. The next morning, she gracefully walked to the prey pile. There waiting for her was Sunpaw, a ginger tabby with bright yellow eyes. "Morning, Miss Perfect Paws", she purred, mockingly, to Silverpaw. "Good morning, Sunfall. I hope the mud on your paws doesn't contaminate your *lovely* fish", Silverpaw purred in a rich, velvety tone. Sunpaw huffed and walked away, tail furiously swaying from side to side as she went to clean the dried mud off her paws. Silverpaw was on a morning patrol past the Clan border with her mentor. The one that is next to the Rouge border. She saw a flash of mahogany brown. "Weird", her mentor, Birchclaw, whispered as he walked close to the border. "I'm sure it's nothing, Birchclaw", Silverpaw said as her mind raced. "What if they found out? What if I'm exiled?" she thought as they walked away from the border. For the first time, she wasn't thinking about her fur or moth wing. She was thinking about the cat stalking silently behind her and her mentor in the woods.
