Prolougue
It was a dark night, the stars did not shine and it was a new moon. A tortoiseshell tom sat on a tree top. It was not easy knowing as much as he knew. He turned his triangular head to face an owl.
"Hello, Sol" the owl hooted.
"You are talking to me" He calmly meowed, his paws tucked between his chest.
"I guess you could say that," The owl said. "You know you must leave before the clans hunt you down."
"I know," Sol sighed. "I am the enemy here."
"I know you are innocent, the she-cat knows you are innocent" His amber eyes could burn into your soul in a single glance. "But do you?"
"What do you mean? Of course I do, I had nothing to do with the death of Ashfur." His glance was just as soul-gazing as the owls yet deep in his heart he felt worry as if he knew what the owl meant.
"I'm not talking about the warrior now," The owl's feather's ruffled as he felt the fear of his aquaintance.
"I know what you're talking about..." His voice was still smooth like the flowing currents of the river. Not long ago, he had convinced one of the for clans to let go of the warrior code and their belief in StarClan.
"You know that's the reason that they are accusing you, right?" Sol merely nodded at the bird's words.
"I decided what I must do," The tortoiseshell meowed, everything he said was filled with certainty and determination.
"Run far away from here and never return..."
"Farewell" His amber eyes sparkled with hope.
"Wait," The owl's words were distant as if coming from an unknown place. "Unite with the moon and then the sun shall shine once more...."
With one dash Sol was gone....