The Pack of Rising Storms and Their Pasts

Chapter 1: Thunder; Behind The Shadows.

      I'm Thunder, have you ever heard of me.. No not the type of thunder that comes with a storm.. I was a cat. To be precise I was a Bombay cat. I'm the cat that's pelt is almost solid black but with a very dark brown undercoat; however it almost looks black, you can see the hint of brown.. With my eyes shining like lightening in the dark night as I stared at you. I had many scars, from many battles.. Although I was 60 moons old, I still have some kit left in me. Although you might remember me because I helped you. I helped you hunt.. I helped you find your way around things.. I helped you fight.. Or I helped you sleep because you were having nightmares.. Or maybe you remember my yellow eyes, as they pierced into your soul as you were killed, by my claws.. If you still don't remember me, maybe you've never known me, or maybe you'll remember this.. My Story.. 

      I was once in a really great pack long ago, it feels like forever.. The leader ended up falling in love with me. Oh how those days were wonderful.. Until the day I fought beside the leader, and with everyone in the pack as we charged into battle our claws ready, and our teeth bared.. I saw a kitten from the other pack running in fear of being attacked.. My pack was ruthless.. Savages that's what they were. They did not care what was in their way, they destroyed everything and anything they had to, to show they had territory and power. Granted at first I thought this was fine but I realized as that small kit, pelting away and others attacking it, I saw the fear, the anguish, the scared kit had in it's eyes. I stopped fighting and ran after the kit protecting it from my pack. 

      I yelled with all of my might at them, "Stop!"

      They're ears flattened and even the other pack stopped their fighting. I lowered my head and said nothing, as I had ruined the fight and protected the other packs kit. My mate, the alpha, Gramblem, looked at me and saw that I had the other packs kit, in my mitts protecting it. He glared his face turning into this frown as he knew he would come to exile me.. In my younger times the cats were more ruthless than a badger getting attacked by a porcupine.. Just saving one innocent kit from it's own death, just didn't cut it.

      It's hard to understand I know..  That's just how it was though. Now, if you save a kit they wouldn't exile you, they would simply just tell you not to do it again, or recruit the kit into their pack. I know this because after I was exiled I went to pack after pack. Joining and finally I found myself alone.. I even made my own pack. It went well for a while, until I realized something.. I was exiling the entire pack, cat by cat. I thought they weren't being 'loyal' to me.. I went power crazy, I started to realize it wasn't just power crazy, I was actually going insane. I would be fine one minute and angry at a pack member randomly the next minute. I felt sorry for the ones who had to deal with me.. 

      The pack I created failed as I went into a stage of insanity.. I made it out though, although I called the insane side of me, Moonlight.. She was always telling my mind to do evil things. To attack and become powerful.. I learned to ignore her. As I also learned to ignore the pain from my scars.. Although there was one thing I have and never will ignore.. The pain of loosing my family, and leaving my kittens Bramble and Web alone at a few moons old.. Yes I know a shameful thing, but I had to do it.. I was afraid of Moonlight. I warned my kits about Moonlight that she was a terrifying creature, I never made her seem like Moonlight was a part of me but a whole different cat. Although I taught my kits everything about staying out of trouble and not causing drama with everyone.. However I think I made my poor sweet Bramble shy to talk to anyone, and scared of everything.. Web seemed to be fine... I will never forget the days I hummed them songs and played many games with them.. Although I knew it had to be done. I knew I couldn't have let them find out who Moonlight really was. That their own mother was the beast that she kept them away from. So I left in the night telling the pack and the new mate I had gained, Scar, the father of Bramble and Web, that I would not let my own pack and my own kits see me for who I was, or what I was for that matter..

      That all happened 3 moons ago.. I don't know what happened to my poor kits and my mate, who really wasn't that great of a feline, he seemed to be about as crazy as I was.. I won't forget what I had done to my poor kittens though.. Nor will I forget what I was about to get myself into..

      As I walked around looking for at least something to eat, I heard a twig snap. I ignored it because I thought it was just a squirrel crawling down from a tree and grabbing an acorn. So I continued to walk a little more and heard another twig snap, this time a lot closer. I looked side to side seeing nothing but the canopy of trees above my head, the grass at my feet, the bushes and a few flowers surrounding me.. I saw nothing out of the ordinary.. Then finally I heard some leaves rustle and it was directly behind me and a swirled around unsheathing my claws readying to attack. Only to find a female domestic cat, a little smaller but a lot younger than me, behind me. 

      I snarled at her slightly and sheathed my claws back into place calming my face and body, I asked her, "Why are you following me? How long have you been following me? Are you someone from the other pack!? You know you could have just been killed right?"

      She looked up at me somewhat in a panic, "I'm sorry, no I've never seen you in my life, and yes I knew you could probably have ended me, but I followed you because you were the only cat around. I just need help.." 

      I looked into her eyes seeing if I could trust her, "What is your name, and then you may tell me what you need help with?"

      The she cat dipped her head in greetings and said, "I'm Lily, and I need help from a warrior." 

     I dipped my head back but then gave her a very curious look and asked her, stepping forward a bit, "A warrior for what?"