ꜱᴛᴀʀꜱ ʀᴇᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ | ᴀ ʙʀᴀᴍʙʟᴇᴄʟᴀᴡ/ꜱᴛᴀʀ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱQᴜɪʀʀᴇʟꜰʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴀᴜ

Prologue

The twinkle of starlight basked down onto a cluster of cats, their expression laced with worry and regret. They had gathered around a large, icy blue lake, the stars illuminating it in all its glory. With an angry expression, a brown tabby tom held a seemingly inferior dark ginger she-cat by the scruff, dangling her carelessly above the drop of the High Ledge, as she latched on, sobbing, into his chest fur. What had they done?

"I'm sick of it- I really am." A beautiful golden tabby she-cat hissed, sun-yellow petals tucked neatly into the tufts of fur on her back. "My son is an abusive mousebrain. And yet you let it happen."

An orange tom bowed his head solemnly, an ashamed look drowning emotion from his emerald-green eyes.

"My daughter." He sniffed. "Why did I let it happen to her."

The golden tabby she-cat snorted, but a look of sympathy emerged on her face.

"It's not entirely your fault." She tried to reassure him, "You were his mentor. You saw him as your son- the son you never had. That blinded you to his behaviour."

"Goldenflower- no." He muttered, "I take responsibility as the former leader of Thunderclan."

"Why can't we interfere!" A pale ginger she-cat snapped. "I refuse to let this happen!"

"Do NOT interfere unless told." A ragged, old she-cat snapped.

"Yellowfang, as much as I respect you- you were one of the reasons their relationship worsened." He hissed. "And if my daughter can't have a happy lif-"

"Firestar- no-"

With one swift movement, Firestar unsheathed his claws and aimed what would've been a killing blow at the lake. Abruptly, pristine water sprung everywhere, colliding with Firestar's shining green eyes. He hissed in annoyance, as a wave of excruciating pain ran full steam ahead at him, sticky, dark blood clinging onto his chest. He pulled away, the slow squishing noise making him feel sick. As he writhed in pain, he slowly fell victim to the darkness.

He wasn't in Star Clan anymore.