The Voices Within
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Last published Tue, Oct 30, 2018
SandPaw lives a normal life in her clan, WillowClan. Until her father dies in a border skirmish with AshClan. Then the voices enter her head. Only StarClan knows what lies ahead for SandPaw...
A grey Tom slid into the nursery. " FeatherStep? " called a blue grey cat from the shadows " Come meet our kits. " FeatherStep walked to the she-cat's nest and looked at the kits. " They are beautiful FishTail. What are their names? " FishTail looked at the kits and pointed at the bigger one. " I named him PineKit. But I don't know what to name her... " she pointed to the smaller one with white fur and sand coloured patches. They looked up at each other, then FeatherStep meowed. " How about SandKit. The patches on her pelt look like sand. " They both nodded. Then the she-cat yawned. The Tom licked her head, then turned to leave. When he left, the she-cat yawned again and licked her kits once before falling asleep.
Credit to @SpaceUnicorn9 for the cover!
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