This is a prologue.
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The tiger tom stared up at his sister. "Are you ready to return to the forest?" he asked her.
"Positive. I'm not a kit, Stripeheart. It's been a long time since I've walked in the forest. I'm nearly faded, but certainly not a kit." The striped tiger was persuasive.
"I never said you were, but you won't be a tiger anymore, Shadestar!" Stripeheart told her.
"I know! I'm glad StarClan gave me a second chance at life, and I won't waste it!" She sunk her long curved claws into the soft soil. She imagined being more than a shadow again. She imagined being remembered again. That was the best part.
"The time of Shadestar has returned to us!" Stripeheart growled.
"I will never forget you, Stripeheart!" She stared at the fading tiger.
