Heyyyy guys. So, I'm doing NaNoWriMo and this is the story. NaNo starts in November but I wrote the prologue in July. I will be posting a few chapters come November. Probably two in November, one in December, and two in January. In February, I think the whole story will be ready to post. So yeah, here is the prologue of Innocent!

A silver tabby paced up and down a long tunnel. Her shimmering pelt was faint, for she was hardly more than a memory among the living. Her small paws must have treaded the dark stone for many sky-lengths before an exasperated voice called her.

'For StarClan's sake, Feathertail!'

The she-cat spun around to face a dark gray tom. The sorrow in his yellow eyes mirrored her own blue ones. But he had finished grieving long ago.

'StarClan is gone, Stormfur. Graystripe and Crowfeather are gone. I cannot bear it!' Feathertail wailed and buried her head in her brother's shaggy pelt.

'Have hope,' he whispered. 'There will be-'

'What hope?' she cried, raising her head. 'I have not seen the Clans for generations. I am lonely. Scared. I need the others.' She started pacing again, crying out in agony and grief. 'I cannot bear it. If there is nothing to be done, except hope,' she spat out the word like poison, 'then what is the point of my spirit living? I wish to be forgotten. Then I wouldn't have to endure the pain. I would be free.'

'Feathertail, no.'

'But even if I wish to be forgotten, my kin would still be murdered. They would still be abused. So I will go to the lake. I will not get caught by those mange-pelts.'

'No.' Stormfur stiffened at his sister's vow. 'I will not let you go.'

She stalked to him, eyes blazing. 'Then I will consult the Seeker. No one can argue with him.'

He sighed. 'I cannot stop you from seeing the Seeker. Go.'

She harrumphed and raced away, leaving a cloud of dust in her wake.

'Someone help her,' he muttered before slowly following.

Hope you all liked it!

Fethr