Prologue

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The winds stirred up dust,the sky dark as a crows feather. The air filled of fear smells,yowls and blood.."The apprentice..He warned us and we didn't listen..!" A faceless queen of WindClan cried,he knew this was only a night terror but..It was far too real to not be nearing..

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