A cat stands in front of you, stars jumping on their pelt “you must save the territory for the twolegs will destroy all in their path, four other cats from different clans have been chosen to join you, save the clans. Good luck” the cat fades away. You blink open your eyes to find yourself in the (whatever role you are) den, sunlight pouring through the entrance. You are laying in your moss nest, surrounded by clan mates. StarClan’s words rang with urgency, repeating in your ears.
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