Prologue

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Dustpelt sulked angrily in the corner of camp. Although it had been moons since Sandstorm left him, he was still angry about it.

And worse, he couldn't find a suitable mate. He'd begun to think nobody would ever love him, until;

She walked out of the nursery.

Her sparkling dappled fur...

Her dazzling green eyes...

The day she was made an apprentice was the day Dustpelt first saw her. His beautiful, beautiful niece;

Fernpaw...

The tension in his shoulders relaxed a bit. Most of the cats that still knew Dustpelt's family line were elders.

Nobody would remember or even know that Dustpelt was poor little Fernpaw's uncle.

And nobody needed to know.

Fernpaw couldn't think for herself. He'd easily be able to swoop her off of her feet and make her love him.

So many things were wrong about this plan...

Like; how would Dustpelt swoon her over without Brindleface warning Fernpaw who he was?

He let out a growl.

Brindleface wouldn't get in his way. Nobody would.

Fernpaw was his... and his to keep.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 13, 2017 ⏰

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