Crystalkit. Born different from the start. Cast out from her Clan. Cast out by her own Mother. Her own Leader.
I, am Crystalkit, I was born with strange magic pulsing through my paws and a spectrum of colours glinting in my eyes. I am special, not evil, like my own mother told me. I was cast out by my own clan at two moons old, defenseless and still lined with fluffy kit fur and still unable to walk a few paw-steps without the help of my mother. Unlike my brother, Silentkit, I was born weak, with a tendency to stick to my mother's side, no matter how much the other kits jeered at me and scoffed at how much I relied on my mother. I ignored them, believing that no matter what they said or did, my mother would be there for me. Oh, how wrong I was to believe that. Only to be driven out from my own Clan, my own home, from my own mother. And now-I face a life alone. Defenseless. Without my clan mates. Without anyone to provide for me.
Then so be it.
I will prove to myself and StarClan that the difference that forced me out my own Clan, is the difference that can change everything.