Prologue

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Darkness enveloped Swiftfeather's cheerful dream. Mist wrapped around her deceased family as her father stepped forward.

"Swiftfeather," he started to meow but tears filled his eyes "Our family is in grave danger. 'The enemies are near and they favor our kin.'" Swiftfeather tried to protest and ask for answers but her father interrupted "You must stay strong. I love you."

"Wait!" Swiftfeather shouted but her father was long gone "I must stay strong." She whispered to herself

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