Scorchedwhisker was a cat living between two worlds. He thrived under the warmth of the sun, but also came alive under the light of the moon. He never felt like he truly belonged anywhere. The cats of Moonclan shunned him, and his poor mother ran herself ragged defending him. Scorchedwhisker had always caused her problems, but she loved him regardless. Yet what had he done? He left her to come here. Scorchedwhisker wondered if his actions made his mother hate him too? He had certainly broken her heart, he already knew that. Sunclan had been the complete opposite of his birth clan. But one thing had remained the same. No one accepted him here either, at least not at first. Even his father had seemed to keep him at a distance. The siamese tom wasn’t sure if that was because of his sudden appearance, or his father’s newest mate. Wistfulsphinx never hid her feelings towards Scorchedwhisker. Not that the tom cared. He was used to those looks, those hateful words. He had walked through fire to pass his initiation and earn his place in Sunclan. But now he wondered if it was worth it? Worth leaving his mother, and his sister? His blue eyes narrowed. He would make it worth it. No matter what he had to do. He was sure that he would see his mother again, and his sister. The cream colored tom lowered his head as he sat at the base of the tunnel that led out into Sunclan’s territory. He couldn’t remember how many times he had sat here as a young initiate, contemplating running away and returning to the warm embrace of his mother. He missed her terribly, and even now he could feel his heart ache just at the thought of her. She had always had high hopes for him… he would hate to disappoint her…


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