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INTRODUCTION
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It was always winter it seemed, with how cold it always was. But that wasn't much of a problem, since the
clan never had anything but long pelts. The problem never began with the cold, but when it began to warm.
Humans truly had no issue invading in their territory, ruining their camp on several occasions. The clan had
put up with them for countless moons, due to a certain leader's decision. When another leader had stepped
forward, they had drawn the group into a frenzy, trying to get them to fight back. Unfortunately, that didn't
go as the leader had planned and it ended in many casualties. The new leader had run when it went wrong,
abandoning them when they needed a leader the most. Who will save MountainClan from them now?













