Prologue

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     A grey tabby shecat padded out of the brush, her stomach swollen and fresh scars placed on her shoulders. The young shecat yowled lightly, collapsing under a tree, wriggling with pain.

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     The tabby looked down at her kits, two lay limp while the last yowled in fear. She slowly licked the tom before picking the two other up. She made her way over to a bush where she dug two holes, and layed each body in the graves before covering them. She returned to her cowering son, laying back beside him, "I guess it's just me and you.. Moss.." she mewed slowly, her face washed in pain.

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