#Hopesoftheforest

The cats padded along the dirt path, the leaves still green. Feather'paw could hear the soft wind that ruffled her gray tabby fur.
"Fishpaw stick with lightningheart" Lionmane called over his shoulder. Lionmane's golden pelt beamed in the sunlight,
"This is the west moonclan border" Lightningheart announced with a mew. "On this lake every clan can fish, unless they don't get permission from moonclan." Lionmane's mew was low,

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