Prolouge

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Starry cat's fur blows in the cold wind, they all sat in a row, one steps forth to a great pond, the large brown tabby swept a paw through the clear waters. Through the trail his paw left, revealed a scene unfolding from underneath them. A mother, or queen, had just kits, their mother was still catching their breath as the leader sat besides them.
The leader had an unmoving stare at a small, brown kitten, the large starry tabby above the pond muttered something before stepping back. The leader meowed, " treekit. " he nodded to the mother. Another starry cat stepped forth, this time it was a brilliant, dazzling, white shecat. The leader had turned to a pink and brownish kit, their pelt was so odd, the starry white cat gave a look of surprise. The white cat lowered their head once again to mutter as the cat before had done. " rose kit. " the leader wheezed. The white she walked back to her fellow starry cats, they all glanced at her before turning to the next cat stepping forth. Just as the others had done, they lowered their had to the pond and muttered, before the leader spoke again, " lightkit. " the queen nodded.

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