Prologue

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Light shown upon all of fourtrees, dazzling the night sky. Rumblekit tipped his tabby head to the side and looked up at the stars. He knew he was dreaming, but somehow he hadn't felt the soft warmth of his mother's fur in this dream like he usually had. He suddenly felt cold, and a broad, tabby tom padded forward to him. He spoke in a low but noble voice, and with wisdom. "Young Rumblekit, dark times come upon the clans. Black sky will kill the forest." He paused for a moment before continuing on "Whatever you do, listen to Orchid." Suddenly, the tom dissapeared, and the sky filled with black smoke. Bile rose up in Rumblekit's throat as it filled his nostrils. Trees began to decay and fire sparked all around him. He soon felt dizzy and fell to the ground.

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