𝐵𝙸𝚃𝚃𝙴𝙽 ─── 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘴.

❝ 𝙸𝚃'𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝙴𝙶𝙸𝙽𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙴𝙽𝙳. ❞

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Swanspirit's heart lurched when he rested his head on his dead father's flank. "Sparkheart, he might be dead, but he still has the sickness. You should stay a good distance away from him," she advised him.

Sparkheart shot her a look that glittered with mingled grief and anger. But then he gave Lionstar's body one last look before he backed away, a small whimper coming from him. He was silent, and then he asked, "Are you okay?"

"Wha-oh, yeah, I can go treat it and I'll be fine," Swanspirit answered, refusing to admit that she knew that the wound hurt more than it was supposed to. What if Lionstar gave her the sickness? Would she die too?

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In the peaceful and thriving season of greenleaf, a terrible outbreak of a disease called dryfever breaks out and spreads through the Clans. It started with a single mouse. An infected one. SkyClan was the first to begin to fall apart. Now the rest of the Clans are unstable and threaten to crumble. There's no cure. What will become of the Clans now?

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