Prologue

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The brown and white she-cat opened her eyes, a starry tortoiseshell cat was standing in front of her. The she-cat dipped her head respectfully to the StarClan cat. "I have come to give you a prophecy," the tortoiseshell cat meowed, "One cat will be born, a cat with the power to put out the flames and save us all."
          "What do you mean?" The brown she-cat asked.
            The stary cat began to fade away, "Wait, can you tell me what you mean please!?" The brown she cat called.
            But it was to late, the stary she-cat had already faded away. The brown she-cat looked up at the bright night sky, "What do you mean StarClan? Please tell me." She whispered to herself while she wrapped her tail around her, feeling the lives tiny kits squirming around in her belly.

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