There has never been other cats on the mountain. Our territory was guarded, that's how we survived. There used to be two other clans. LightClan and MidnightClan. They all were attacked, because their camp was out in the open.
But who could have killed Swanmist?
Miststar was right. It had to be a cat from our own clan.
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