PROLOGUE

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"Gingerstar!" yelped the voice of the toirtoiseshell medicine cat. His amber eyes clouded with worry. "What is it, Brambleclaw?" asked Gingerstar intently from the mossy bed of her den. Brambleclaw padded towards his leader. "Starclan has shared a dream with me, and it wasn't good," He mewed. Gingerstars eyes widened, and her red colored fur bristled. 

"What was it about?" the old she cat asked, worried. "Well, I was in the forest, Windclan camp, and I saw attacking warriors. I couldn't make out the smell, but I heard shouting." Brambleclaw said. "Could you make out the words?" Brambleclaw nodded. "They kept saying 'kill' in raspy voices. Well, one of them did. The voice was not recognizable, though." the Tom said, swaying his tail back and forth in the moonlight. Gingerstar licked her fur flat and looked at the stars above. 

"Let's hope Starclan gets us through this, either with death or not." Gingerstar meowed, and turned away from Brambleclaw. 


                                                           {sorry it's short! They get longer!}

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