The world has never cared for our existence. We have always been different. We were once apart of the four, but after realizing the powers we held we vanished, never to be seen again. However, we refuse to lay down and die. We have powers that we can use to live, to save, and to kill. We are more than just cats; we are warriors.

It was a long time ago, but most still remember. It was in the Clans formally known as ThunderClan, RiverClan, ShadowClan, and WindClan. It was in these Clans that siblings had been separated by StarClan, each carrying a power. Their names were Thundershard, Shadowcry, Windstride, and Riverblossom. For moons they lived apart, barely knowing of the others' existence. Then, one night, all four were given dreams. When their eyes awoke in the dreamy atmosphere of the island gathering place. All four siblings blinked upon seeing one another. Confused, they kept their distance, but as the starry figure of a StarClan cat arrived, the truth about their kinship was reveled. Stunned into silence upon realizing their blood, not one spoke. Then, the StarClan cat told them of their powers, how Windstride can bender the wind to his liking. How Thundershard would control the high storms. That Shadowcry could steal away into the shadows of objects and others, and how Riverblossom could move water with only her mind.
Then came the words, by the cat of death. The four must go, they must hide. With such powers, those around them could be hurt and worse, if one Clan had all four the Clans would cease to exist. So, the siblings left but as they traveled they came across a wonderful land with move for each of them and their Clans. And so can the new ThunderClan, RiverClan, ShadowClan, and WindClan. For with their powers, they would be unstoppable.