Prolouge

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Commotion filled the camp. Yowls and shrieks cut through the air. The eleven moon-old sisters, Echopaw and and Pastelpaw fought side by side, lashing out at a large tabby tom. He sprang and threw Echopaw to the ground, her body landing with a soft thud. She winced and rolled out from underneath him. Pastelpaw launched herself at the tom and sent him reeling away, whimpering like a kit. "REATREAT!!!" The russet she-cat who had to be the leader of the rouge band cried out. Enemy cats streamed out if camp.
"BLACKFERN! SWIFTBREEZE!"
Pastelpaw and Echopaw sat bolt upright at the sound of their parents names. They rushed over to where a group was gathering around something. Echopaw shoved her way through the mass closely followed by Pastelpaw. Pastelpaw's eyes widened in shock as Echopaw cried out. "NOOOO!" She shrieked. "NO NO NO!" Echopaw collapsed to the ground, her tail tip trembling as she lay there. Blackfern's once shimmering pale green eyes were now glazed, the sour smell of death wafting off her black pelt. Her mate Swiftbreeze lay a few rabbit lengths away, sprawled out on his side. Ashfrost came padding over. She paused over Blackfern, her blue eyes narrowed. Her apprentice, Stormpaw examined Swiftbreeze nervously. Ashfrost glanced at Swiftbreeze. Stormpaw padded up to Ashfrost and breathed something into her ear. "There's nothing I can do do help-" Ashfrost began, voice cracking. "Blackfern and Swiftbreeze are dead." A shudder passed through the clan,as Echopaw and Pastelpaw cried out in despair. "I'm sorry..."

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