Prologue

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In a large field of stars, two cats sat by a glowing quartz crystal, their pelts lined with stars and mist. One of them, a large she-cat with tattered fur, looked at the other, a small, grey, tom cat with a nose scar, with concern in her bright, glowing eyes. "Stonetail," She said, flicking her ear as the tom turned to look at the she-cat. "I sense...a great darkness among the clans." She started, her tail covering her paws as she looked into the large, shiny crystal. The tom slowly spoke, a bit unsure. "Milksprout, I sense it too. A deep, dark feeling of terror and guilt. But alas, last night, I...I-I had a prophecy...about a kit, saving the clans from this new evil. I heard it in my ears, a voice, whispering to me. 'A kit, fur red with strength and bravery, will hunt down the darkness. A kit, knowing above the rest. A beautiful cat, running rampant, a she-cat that will save us all." He stated, looking into the crystal with worry. The she-cat looked at him. "We better find this kit, I don't know how much time we have left..."

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