The Jay and the Moon

Credit to Vee for making the clan.

This is Jaysong and Moonsplash, siblings in LakeClan.

''They weren't clanborn though. They were born to two rogues.''

''Not many cats knew of their history. Moonsplash doesn't remember and Jaysong won't say.''

Until now.

Prologue
It's been so many moons, even seasons, since I left that life with my sister. Yet each memory is as sharp as a stone, piercing my mind, digging in everyday, just to remind me to never forget.

And yet how could I?

Moonsplash doesn't remember. It's a good thing. I don't want her to remember. I want her to be the same Moonsplash that I know of here. I want her to be cheerful, to be happy, to be innocent, and to be pure. I don't want her to remember the things that happened in the Twolegplace. Never.

And yet it feels like I should tell someone. The stone keeps piercing me, urging me on, urging me to tell. I probably will tell. Possibly you.

Just don't tell Moonsplash. Please.

Chapter 1
I watched as Haven placed one paw in front of the other, again and again, ever so quietly, until she finally pounced, digging her claws into the mouse's neck.

Haven is my mother. I don't call her Mother, or Mom, or Momma, like Moon and other kits. It seems too young. She's a sleek, shining silver she-cat with really bright blue eyes. They're like light-bugs, always glowing in the darkness. Haven's really nice to me and Moon. She's never yelled at us, and has only lightly scolded us, like when I accidentally tore Brick's ear in a training exercise.