PROLOUGE: Little miss Perfect

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ThornPelt Walked into the medicine den to see his beautiful mate. ColdHeart, his mate, had just given birth to his brand-new daughter. He walked toward his mate and licked her nose as the medicine cat walked in. "Congratulations you two!" She spoke. "Your daughter is healthy and will make a fine warrior!" she smiled at the two.

"Thank you,  NutMeg." ThornPelt replied.

"Of course! I'll leave you two to discuss." NutMeg nodded and walked off.

He looked at his new daughter and then at his mate. He was so happy to get to see his daughter. Her orange pelt and black stripes were beautiful to him, almost mesmerizing.

"What are you going to name her?" he ruffled his fur and turned his head upwards toward his mate, ColdHeart.

"Cicada. Erm- CicadaKit." she laughed a bit. "The first thing we caught together was just a cicada, don't you remember?" she licked CicadaKit's head. "We were just apprentices... I miss those days," she sighed. "But at the same time... I'm glad we're here now. Our daughter will make a great warrior, won't she?" she lifted her head and her tired eyes to ThornPelt.

"Yes, she will. My little Cicada." he laughed.

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