Starry Night
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Ongoing, First published Jul 23, 2016
"Three sets of paws will come from not too far
From the cat you trust the most
Although the warrior code says she mustn't
Those kits have power, do not boast."

When the Clan leader himself gets a prophecy, he immediately knows it means his medicine cat will have kits. He keeps the news to himself and the medicine cat, so that no one will know. Then when a strong cat called Lionclaw is the father of the kits, the leader has second thoughts.

Will Stardust be safe? Or will she be torn between her kits and her healing? Why am I asking you, you don't know yet! Come on in and find out!
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