Prologue

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Large black and yellow machines crash through the forest knocking down the trees. The sounds of squawking and screeching of animals in panic flood the land. The smell of fear and blood fill the air. A long coated she-cat with a silver coat stared at the scene in horror, her eyes widen as she saw the monstrous creatures flatten her kin and clan mates mercilessly.

An old dusty grey Tom covered in old battle wounds appears before her.. Tears fills her eyes as the old Tom opens his mouth and rasps a few words. "A powerful foe comes to the forest reed'star". "An enemy too powerful to fight back, you must leave the forest." The old Tom paused for a moment as if he was going to continue but he sighed and began to slowly disappear.

Reed'star cried out like a kit as the Tom began to vanish. "Wait! Father, please don't leave! Tell me where we should go!." But it was too late, the Tom had already gone.

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