Chapter three

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"Hello, Plumpaw." A voice said from behind him. Plumpaw turned around and saw a massive, slender tom. His fur was white, with fawn patches. It was wiry and extremly long. He had a square face with round dark green eyes. He had a smooth voice and a spicy scent. He had almost no whiskers. "I am Fawnstripe." He stepped towards Plumpaw. "I am new to this so be nice:

When a darkness begins to rise, a rose, a fox, a petal, a wild, and hazel will guide the way. No one will survive unless the true hero ascends." Plumpaw was shocked. "Why tell me this? It obviously doesn't involve me!" Fawnstrpe chuckled, "You will find out later!" He started to disappear. "NO!" Plumpaw tried to race after him but he was too fast. 

Plumpaw saw his brother and two sisters look around in confusion. "Come with me." Plumpaw walked out of the den. His faimly followed. "What happend?" Wildpaw asked after they got outside. "Did you have the same dream?" Rosepaw was looking around nervously. Foxflame and Petalleap came after a heartbeat. "I think we all did." Foxflame said. "Plumpaw, why isn't your name in it?" Wildpaw asked him. "I dunno." Plumpaw said.

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