Prolouge p1

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A Orange Cat sat on a rock, looking up into the starry sky above the mountains. 'Oh i hope Newleaf will be here soon' he thought. his amber eyes looking at the black gaze of their ancestors- the tribe of endless hunting. "What do i do? Please tell me!!" He said, standing up. then they disappeared, reappeared- and looked away from the mountains. "That is where we must go- isnt it?" He thought. then the cat spoke- "Not all, as in the future there will be new cats to arrive- let the ones who wish to go, go" The cat said, its scratchy voice showing how long the cat has been there. it is almost time for them to leave all together. then, the cat faded away, and a voice behind him said- "Bird call- are you okay?" "Yes, silver, i am" Bird call replied.

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