"In The Season of Leaf-Bare, nights in the forest can be Curel". The clan will Demanded great loyalty in the forest and hard work. You will be expected to protect the clans with your life if necessary. And there are many mouths to feed. But rewards are great. You will remain a tom. You will be trained in the way's of the wild. You will learn what it is to be a real cat. The strength and fellowship of the clan will always be with you,Even when you hunt alone."
Rusty's head reeled bluestar seemed to be offering him the life he had waiting to see. And so tantalisingly, in his dreams, but could he live like for real? Loinheart interrupted his thoughts. "Come bluestar lets not waster any more time here. We must be ready to join the othet patrol at moon high. Tigerclaw will wonder what has become of us. He stood up and his tail expectantly. " wait Rusty Moewed." " can i think about your offer?" Blue star looked at him for long a momment and nodded. "Loinheart will be here tomorrow at sun high." She told him. Give him your answer then." Bluestar murmured a low signal, and in the single movement the three cats turned and disappeared into the forest. Rusty blinked. He stared-excited-uncertain up past the ferns that encircled him. Through the canopy of leaves, to the. Star that glittered in the clear sky. The scent of the clans cats Still hung heavy in the evening air. And as Rusty turned and headed for home. He felt a strange sensation inside him, tugging him back into of the depths of the forest. His fur prickled deliciously in the light wind, and the rustling leaves. Seemed to whisper in his name into the shadows.
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