You think for a moment, before beginning to hum your favorite lullaby. The she-kit closes her eyes and yawns a tiny yawn before falling asleep.
You curl up as well and drift asleep.
A dream drifts into your mind, a story the elders have told you many times.
Many many moons ago, more than any cat can count, there were two clans," You start, repeating the words the elders had spoken to you not long ago. "Wispclan and Silentclan. They lived together, Wispclan occupying the forest and Silentclan the moor. But there was a fire burning through the clan lands. Not a fire of flames and embers, but of hatred and envy. After an especially harsh winter, both clans were desperate for prey and fought each other for every scrap.
Starclan was angry at the clans, so they brought a storm.
The clans were nearly wiped out. But the few remnants joined forces to build Riseclan. Starclan appointed a new leader and medicine cat, and we have lived in peace ever since.
Despite Starclan's best efforts, not every ember was doused. One day, the fire will burn again, brighter than before, and there may be nothing the clan cats can do to put it out.
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