PROLOGUE

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A glossy shape slipped out of the pool, followed by multiple others. The shimmering spirits settled down beside the glossed pool.

"We've found the place for them," One spoke softly, barely audible. The others let out mummers of agreement. A blue ring formed around the shapes and a new one appeared. The new spirit lifted their head quickly standing, trembling.

"Where am I?" They spoke, tilting their head in question to one of the shapes.

"You're in the Tribe of endless hunting," A light blue one spoke.

"Lake?" The new spirit spoke, taking a step back. Lake nodded, smiling softly. The rest of the spirits introduced themselves, Red, Quill, and Yarrow.

"Yes, it is us. How was your journey here, Mouse?" Lake purred with slight amusement.

"The journey? '' Mouse asked, confused.

"Yes, the journey here." Yarrow meowed.

"Am I- dead...?" Mouse's head drooped down, his tail across his paws.

"Unfortunately, yes. You now walk with us."


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