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Preface
A beautiful scottish fold trailed behind in the snow. Her belly was round, it was quite obvious that she was expecting kits anytime soon. She wailed softly. Her mate turned around. "Are you alright, Liladream?" he asked wearily. His thin fur coat was nothing compared to the snow falling heavily. Liladream looked at him with her green eyes. "Stormcloud..." she whispered softly. "Go on. We have to bring the kits to safety." Stormcloud stared at his mate. "No, you first. We can't just leave you here dying for the kits!" His blue eyes flashed angerily. "What are you thinking?" Liladream's eyes softened. "Stormcloud, my kits are dying in my belly. They're too cold. I have to go on. I'm okay.." Her voice trailed off when her body was fillled with the pain of spams. She wailed. "Stormcloud!" she screamed. "Get someone!!!!" Stormcloud's eyes were filled with pain. He had to get someone to help, but he couldn't leave his mate dying. "Liladream.." he whispered softly. "Promise me that you'll try. Stay with me." Liladream barely nodded. With that, Stormcloud ran.
Chapter 1
Butterpaw and Streampaw bounced up and down. "It's time for our ceremony, it's time for our ceremony," they chanted to their father, Stormcloud. Stormcloud's eyes filled with pride to watch his daughters grow up. He smiled. "Yes, we all know," he laughed. Butterpaw and Streampaw looked at each other, their gray eyes shining. Butterpaw looked up at Stormcloud. "Since when did YOU get so annoyed?" she joked around to her father, copying his grumpy face. "Since now," Stormcloud replied, trying hard not to laugh. In the distance, he saw Firestar beckon to him to bring the kits up. Looking at Streampaw and Butterpaw, he whispered, "Go on now. Make me proud." Streampaw smiled and followed Butterpaw, their pelts shining in the sunlight. "I can't wait," Streampaw whispered to her sister. Butterpaw nodded. "Me too." Their happiness was broken when the heard Brackenfur yowl a blook-curdling yowl, "ATTACKKK!!!!!"
