_Ghost_King_13
When Moonpaw was a kit, she was different. She had a calico pattern, but it was... different then normal calico colours. Her fur was a silvery-blue, black, and white instead of orange, brown and white. Her eyes, when they opened, much earlier then they were supposed to, were a hazy kind of teal-mint-blue, but they had a kind of glow about them. Subtle, but there if you looked enough. She grew up much quicker then the other kits. Not in size, but maturity. She still played with the other kits, but she was quieter. She never cried or complained. She just... listened. With an intensity no one would ever guess the reason for... She never did things she wasn't supposed to. For the most part. She learned to walk and speak and run quicker and earlier then the other kits.
She had many other features that were different about her, but only one caught the eyes of Jayfeather, the ThunderClan medicine cat.
Two things happen the same day. Moonkit showed her courage by speaking up to someone elder to her, and she proved she could take care of herself. She wasn't an average, different kit. She was a different kit in the way that could shape worlds. She could move the stars. She had more power then anyone would ever know, and she was only just learning how to control it.