= Prolouge =
The settling sun's glistening glow cast shadows down onto the unruly camp of wild brambles and stony dust that tickled every cats delicate paws. Today was the day. The fright of her mother sent a fragrent fear sent around the nest as young Lillyfern still had her eyes shut. The clan was quiet, this was unusual and the horrid feeling of dissapointment would flood everyone in a matter of munities. That is, if they chose to let it get ot them, that is.
~ Sorry for the extremely short prolouge.
