Prologue

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A brownish red tabby gazed off into the distant lightning, fear sparking in her green eyes. She had been heading towards VineClan camp, in the forest, which would usually be quiet other than bird song and leaves swishing in the wind, but this night was hectic; wind blowing branches off of some trees and thunder sounding in the distance, the only sound from birds were a few squawks of alarm before they could be seen flying away from the coming storm.

Suddenly, the storm was closer to the she-cat. She began running, but no matter how fast she ran, it was like she wasn't coming any closer to the scent marker that marks the clan's camp. She didn't stop running when she heard the sound of thunder cracking nearby, and then lightning flashed at the edge of her vision as lightning struck a nearby tree, knocking a branch off, sending it flying towards the she-cat.

She let out a yelp as the branch hit her right in the face, and suddenly her vision went dark.

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