Ashes Upon Moonlight

"Why are ashes white?"
== Prologue ==
Moon's head looked down at the ashes swirling at her paws. They were white as snow, but when you drove your paw through them, they turned black as night. Why are ashes white...? The question, just as the ashes, swirled around and around in the kit's head. 
Moon flicked her ears and flared her nostrils. Something was wrong. Very wrong. Suddenly, the ground around Moon rose, and whirrled around her in a mystical cloud of moonlit ashes. Out of the cloud, came embers, and fire. "JACKAL!" "MOTHER!" "AMBER!" Moon's wails were not heard as the smoke suffocated her lungs, and she found herself choking and sputtering, then falling to the ground in a black heap.
Her voice was raspy and strained as she murmured, vision growing dizzy. Her violet eyes stung as Moon tried desprately to stay concious. "Amber... Mother... Ja-Jackal..." The ground seemed to sway underneath Moon and she groaned, shutting her eyes for what she thought was the last time.
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I wrenched out of the dream in fright, sweating and breathing heavily. "I can breathe," I whispered to myself, "The fire's over." Why are ashes white? The only thing that remained was the faint yowls of my now dead family and that thought. That one nonsensencial thought that was the last one I had thought of before the fire. Why- just why was I so illogical with that thought? Just- 
"Moonpaw." The soft murmur made me leap out of my nest, puffing my fur up in surprise. A sharp pain shot through my torn ear, the scar was hurting again. I recoiled when I saw a pair of green eyes right in front of me. "Woah, woah! Hey, it's just me, Cinderpaw." The apprentice cocked his head at me in confusion, then empathy flashed across his expression, it made me feel like a fool. I wasn't weak.
I straightened my posture and as my eyes adjusted to the darkness, my gaze settled on my trembling paws. "Sorry." I mumbled. "I-I just had a dream, that's all." Cinderpaw and I quieted as Leafpaw stirred beside us, flicking her tail and whispering something in her sleep. 
The handsome tom turned his gaze back to me. "It wasn't 'just a dream'. As you like to understate things- make them seem not as bad as they are," Cinderpaw narrowed his eyes ever so slightly, "Trust me. I know you." The way he did that slightly alarmed me, but then he grinned charmingly, and I flicked my ears in embarrassment, averting my gaze. 
Why would he flirt with me? I thought suddenly in realization, This is wrong. Something's wrong. I turned around, intentionally flicking my tail just inches in front of Cinderpaw's nose. I felt the air move behind me as he flinched back in surprise. I grinned to myself. That should teach him to not mess with me. Moonpaw thought. "Well, you don't know me, and I need my sleep. So, goodnight." I layed back down in my moss nest and stare up at him, my fluffy black tail covering my nose, so now only my strange violet eyes are showing.
Cinderpaw cocks his head again at me, clear disappointment and disgust showing in his expression. I knew it. I thought in triumph, but secretly, I felt saddened by the fact that the handsome cat wasn't flirting with me for real. "Whatever." Cinderpaw humphed, and turned around and left me gazing after him.
He padded back to his nest in the back of the apprentice's den, and curled up. I could have sworn I heard giggling between Cinderpaw and Yowlpaw.
It's all wrong.
== Chapter One ==
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