PROLOGUE

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Now we're finally starting oml


Starry paws quietly touched the earth, trotting through the otherwise empty forest of the living. Her pelt was translucent, a faint gray showing where a regular cat's body would be. Trees hid the dark, twinkling sky and the faint echo of an owl's hoot could be heard from a barn nearby. The cat was met with a living one, and their noses touched in greeting.

"We can't keep meeting like this, Stone." The tom mewed, stepping back. "Dandelion's expecting. This just isn't right."

"What do you mean, she's expecting?" Stone widened her eyes in fury. "You told me that you'd break it off with her!"

"I didn't!" The tom hissed. "Where would I go? I couldn't just stay in the barn after that!"

"Fine. Leave, Maple.." Stone growled as she watched the brown and cream cat dart away from the shelter of the forest. "I'll get my revenge."

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