A Shadow Falls Across The Moon
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There was a time when, instead of the clans you know, all wild cats either stood alone or belonged to a large group called Kin Of The Moon. These cats were led by a brave warrior known as Starshine. As the wild cats have to face various different difficulties three new kits are born. One kit in particular is going to change the course for wild cats everywhere. As she travels beyond the borders she's come to know she will have to look deep within herself.
"There once was a group of proud warriors, much like you lot, they bore the name Kin Of The Moon. Lead by a wise tom with a pelt as silver as the stars. These cats vowed they'd be around forever. And their newest members were three young kits, this cat I'm about to tell you about set all wild cats on a course to greatness. So, tuck your tails up and get comfortable, we have a long journey ahead of us."
(I know there is a version of how the clans came to be but this is my version so please no hate)
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