Shattered Stars

Autor's Note
I was preparing for this since I joined and I believe it's the time to present you a fanfic of an exact ship, one kind of the fanfic that was never here before. At first I wanted to do this as a collab with someone, but this suits me better. Close your curtains, male yourself comfy and let's dive into another fanfic together...

Prologue (1)
A sandy-gray tom fixed a young tortoiseshell with his green gaze. The tortoiseshell bowed to the ground, uncomfortable while her mentor was watching. The tom sat down and narrowed his eyes. "Attack me," he ordered his apprentice. The tortoiseshell's father was standing aside, closely watching through narrowed eyes. The tortoiseshell launched herself on her mentor, claws sheathed. She batted his shoulder with her paw, with no effect. The tom spun on her, his claws unsheathed and teeth bared. He sink his teeth to her flank, making her yowl in pain. He scratched her shoulders, but her paws were too weak to outmatch her mentor's moves. The tom swiped her flank, scarred her hips and finally pinned her down. She was shaking with fear and pain, the sand piercing her scratches. Her mentor growled. "And that's it?" he growled to her face. "And that's it?" he screeched again, making the tortoiseshell whimper. The sand around them was coloring red. "Adderfang, come and look at your daughter!" hissed the gray tom at the second tom. Adderfang came forward and gave the tortoiseshell a disguisted look. "I'm ashamed that my daughter can't fight. I wish you were like you siblings," he hissed. The tortoiseshell gave him a scared look, shaking with fear. Adderfang growled at her. Her mentor bowed his head to his apprentice's face. "You should learn how to be a better warrior," he snarled. With that, he reared and slashed his claws across the tortoiseshell's cheek. She let out a scared wail. The tom was preparing for another attack. The tortoiseshell gasped. "P-please Thrushpelt," she shrieked, "p-please don't. I-I will be a better apprentice...! I w-will be a better warrior...! I-I will learn...!" she whimpered, tears bursting out of her eyes and rolling down her cheeks, mixing with her own blood. Trushpelt growled. "Oh, of course you will!" he snarled, slaping his apprentice's scarred face, making out an agonized shriek cut the night's silence.