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Cheetahscar's Rage
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Ongoing, First published Aug 07, 2017
I made another story on this in a different account (Stormycheetah) but I logged out of that account

          Blood will lead a storm to rage the forest
                  

    Cheetahkit was half rogue born to Rainshine the Riverclan medicine cat and Fox a rogue. But in order to protect Cheetahkit and her sister Pebblekit's  reputation, Rainshine gave up her kits for her best friend Moondust to raise.
       That's when Moondust was given a vision from Starclan, Blood will lead a storm to rage the forest.
        Little did anyone know that the sweet little Cheetahkit would become a monster 
       
            And it starts with her terrible accident.



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