A rosey red she cat walks up to an all white tom with gray feet. She is nervous because this is her first time in The Tribe of Floating Lights since she was apprenticed.
The tom was the first to speak, "Hello Flowerpaw."
"Hello Smokefoot, do you have any news for me?"
"Yes I do Flowerpaw, four seasons will come together as one to defeat everyone's worst nightmare."
"But what does it mean Smokefoot?"
The tom was already gone.
"What did Smokefoot mean by 'Four seasons will come together as one to defeat everyone's worst nightmare'?"
Flowerpaw wakes up.
"I must figure this out."
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Tribe of Seasons
FanfictionThis is made up of very rare cats that bare wings. They border another Tribe with the same abilities, Tribe of Sky. The two Tribes meet in a very odd way, and then fight together against wolves. Please read to enjoy everything including a very inte...
