Ever since she became a rogue, Minky has been bullied by the other rogues - Ren's group - because of her small frame. They constantly mocked and shunned her, drilling the idea that she is useless into her head.

Minky used to be a kittypet, living a serene, comfortable life with her housefolks - until they both died and their kits took over. The kits preferred dogs to cats, therefore chasing Minky out of the house and replacing her with three large dogs.

Dejected and nowhere to go, she hung around the neighbourhood, trying to survive solely on her own. However, when she ran into other rogues, they immediately tried displaying their superiority by bullying Minky physically and emotionally. Therefore, she never really developed a sense of belonging to her makeshift home.

The brown tabby she-cat was navigating through the forest, having trouble finding her new Clan. A part of her doubted herself - why was she so willing to listen to dead cats? Was she really that desperate?

When she arrived at a clearing, she was greeted by a magnificent sight of a huge cave. The clearing was filled with rocks, making it look incredibly secure for a camp. Some cats noticed Minky gawking at their camp and immediately rushed in front of her, confronting her.

"Greetings, cat. I am Jackaldusk, the deputy of PeakClan. May I know if you are Minky?" a tall russet-furred tom with bright green eyes asked gently, realising that Minky was a shy cat.

» Answer shyly.

» Attempt to be bold.

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After a long, long wait, here's chapter 2! I apologise it took so long for us to update. Many of us are simply too busy. Since no one else is updating this, I'll probably be the one updating occasionally. Hope you've enjoyed this chapter! Please feel free to leave some feedback.

~ Sky ❄