Born in a city, far away from the Clans, was a kitten named Spark. Her mother was called Emmy, her father Chase. She had a sister, Lily, and a brother, Char. Her first days on earth were peaceful, quiet, and happy. But, a moon-cycle after she was born, she began to realize things. Her family lived in a small ally, shielded by garbage cans. Every day, her mother would go out to find food. She heard her mom tell her father "I'm going out. Stay with the kittens, don't leave them!" Every day before she left. However, their father did leave. Every single day. Spark, Lily, and Char didn't know where he went or why, but they didn't really care, either. In fact, the trio of kittens didn't really care about anything besides playing, until the fateful day that Emmy stayed home. "Kits, come here!" She called softly. Spark and her siblings came tumbling over, still wrestling. "There is much you must learn about this world we live in before I let you see it." Char looked up from tackling Spark. "Whaddya mean, Momma?" He asked, his green eyes bright and innocent. Emmy sighed before continuing. "We are cats, as you know. There is a superior race, called dogs. They're bigger, stronger, and faster. Above all, there's one dog, our king. His name is Shard. He lives a-ways away from here, but sometimes comes to check in on his guards." "Is he a nice King?" Lily piped up. Once more, Emmy sighed. "He is nice to those who follow his laws." Spark looked at her mother. "What are 'laws'?" Emmy smiled a bit. "I'll tell you when your older. For now, jut keep these things in mind." In union, the three kits said, "Okay!" Before leaping at each other again. Emmy looked at her kittens. If only they knew the harsh world that awaited them.