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Three kits born at the dead of night.
Two cats lurking under the full moons light.
Broken apart by the blood of hate.
Pulled back together by love filled fate.
Courage will lead the way.
Happiness will keep it bright as day.
Curiosity will keep them on their toes.
Hope will keep them close.
Pride will keep them tall.
Fear may cause them to loose it all.
They will hold the lives of others in their paws.
Though they could always give up and drop their jaws.
- DREAMWILLOW!! the strong yowl of a tom boomed over the crackle of fire. his own singed fur, giving him an odd look. though the strange tom, leaped into the blazing fire that engulfed the camp to save the cat who was a traitor to her clan. he had turned her into a traitor. it was all his fault that she fell in love with him. as he leaped into the fire to save her and her clan, he himself died. his refusal to leave the camp until ever cat that dreamwillow loved cost him his life. so many cats tried to persuade him to come along, but he wouldn't. he actually went further into the fire to rescue the leaders last living kit from the empty nursery. the clan continued to move on, struggling to keep dreamwillow from turning back to save him.
for three moons they traveled, trying to find a new land. the last kit survived, and became an apprentice. as they traveled they continued to train, until they took perfect
