➵ warrior's cliche

➵ warrior's cliche

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silversparkle cried, strongspirit's breathing was slow - far too slow. "strongspirit! d-don't leave me i-i love you," the gorgeous long-haired silver tabby shrieked, her large round blue eyes glistening with tears. her long tail rested on her forbidden mate's shoulders. "b-before i leave t-this world, i need to-to tell you something, there is this b-b-book, it's about- it's about warrior cats cliché and I t-think our very existence is why this book was created," strongspirit whispered his slowly eyes closing. "what?!" the she-cat screamed outraged, "you were supposed to say i love you! ugh, this is why I had eighteen kits with your brother instead."
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The Clans are progressively becoming a chaotic mess, and it's only a matter of time until the Clans buckle and fall, unless some cat can take hold of the reins and keep the Clans together, at least long enough for guidance from StarClan. Echoberry hopes and prays to her ancestors constantly, only wanting the best for every cat. Enough sorrow has already fallen upon ThunderClan. Swiftlake fears for the future of her Clan, knowing that if RiverClan has a shred of hope left, it fell on her and her alone. No matter how safe Roselight is, no matter how secure WindClan is, Roselight can't stop looking over her shoulder, fearing she'd see those cold, empty, yellow eyes once again.

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