🤍Prologue🤍

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A peaceful, spotted she-cat slept serenely in her nest, seeming to be at ease. Her eyes were closed, and her paws were twitching slightly. Her whiskers trembled as if were brushed by invisible tails.

She seemed calm and enjoyed. But in her mind was a whirling storm of joy, fear, and the worst emotion any cat could think of. Confusion.

A graceful white she-cat with stars sprinkled on her fur whisked her tail among the spotted cat in her dreams. "Stay at ease, young one," she murmured. "I believe in you, Spottedstar."

Spottedstar sent her a hard look. "B-but I don't know what's going on, Fogstar!!"

Fogstar fixed her gentle green gaze on her. "You will soon. A time...a time is coming."

Spottedstar's heart beat with blank thumps as she gazed at the white cat.

Suddenly, Fogstar tensed and she leaned in closer, her soft muzzle almost touching Spottedstar's.

"There shall be three gifts: The fierce spirit of a cobra, a dappled shadow of light and dark, and a clear heart which yields the air and night. But be warned-one of these gifts are not what they seem, and can tip the balance..."

The slender white cat began to dissolve into smoke, her words lingering in the air.

Spottedstar let out a desperate yowl. "Wait!! I need to know more, I-"

And then she snapped up, the words still in her mind like a threat she couldn't remove....

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