Prologue

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        "Come, come here young ones," a huge, old ragged tom with a torn ear rasped towards some kits who were watching the cat with curiousity. "Let me tell you a tale of the mighty Tornear."

The kits whined and growled. "Tornear! We already heard your tales of yourself! They're mousedung, anyway!"

"Shush, Jaykit and Charcoalkit. You want a story or not?" Tornear snorted.

Jaykit and Charcoalkit's eyes of curiosity quickly turned into eyes of boredom. Jaykit yawned, pouncing on Charcoalkit. "I want to hear a story about Mapleshade!"

Charcoalkit shoved her off. "How about Darkstripe? I've never heard one about him! They say he's as evil as Jaykit!"

Jaykit growled and swiped at her nose. "How about we talk about the nosy, annoying furball named Charcoalkit? I always laugh at those stories!" she said, giving Charcoalkit a scowl.

The two kits tussled and fought, eventually turning into a cluster of black and blue fur. Tornear looked at them, with a look that said These kits are dumber than a mouse that ran into a cat's claws. Eventually, Tornear sighed and plucked each kit by his paw. Each kit kept trying to land a swipe at each other, but luckily Tornear held them apart by a good distance.

"Tornear, let us go!" Jaykit yowled.

"No, unless you stop bickering and behave like your mother." Tornear said, before putting them down. Each kit had a look of disgust, but stayed quiet and still.

"Which story are we gonna hear, Tornear?" asked Charcoalkit.

"I don't know, how about you two pick?" he said. "Without fighting."

"But there's so many to choose from!" they both said, synchronized.

"How about we hear all of them?" Tornear suggested, with a bright and bored look on his face.

"Yes, please!" they both squeaked.

Tornear smiled at the two kits, then sighed, looking at the moon and back to the kits. "Then let's get to it, shall we?"

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