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PROLOGUE - 3

hinguys sorry for disappearing 4 like... A month.....

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🌼DaisyClan: Moon 9-10🌼

Moon 9 

The white she-cat was shivering, but from fear or the cold, Daisystar couldn’t tell. Between her front paws, a tiny black kit, barely a day old, was curled up. Daisystar nodded to the little scrap of fur. “Is that your only kit?” They asked.

The she-cat blinked, her round eyes betraying no emotion. “Yes,” She meowed. “The other two were born dead.”

“I’m sorry,” Daisystar said. They paused, considering their options. Would it be wise to invite this cat to stay with them? With leaf-bare on the way, there was no guarantee that DaisyClan would be able to feed even itself. The last leaf-bare was not kind to us, Daisystar thought.

But they couldn’t just leave this new mother and her kit to their own devices. “Well, we have fresh caught prey and warm nests at our camp,” Daisystar said, “You're welcome to stay while you decide what to do.” Even if the loners didn’t stay, they could at least have some shelter for the time. Daisystar waved their tail. “Come. Let’s get you out of the cold.”

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Notable Events

Fawnfire admits to Woodfur that he had a vision, but neither of them can make sense of it.

At the border, the patrol runs into a loner and her newborn kit, asking to join the Clan. Daisystar agrees to let them join. Icyback and Fawnkit settle into camp.

Moon 10

“Tell me about this vision,” Woodpelt prompted.

Echofall frowned, his pelt prickling. “Well, I’m not sure it was a vision,” He muttered, “It was a weird dream, but I felt . . . unsettled when I woke up. Like there were ants in my pelt.” He shifted his paws, then went on. “I saw a daisy, alone in a forest. But as the moons went by, more flowers grew around it, until the daisy was completely surrounded. The other flowers blocked out the sunlight, and choked the daisy’s roots. The daisy died.”

Woodpelt felt a strange energy crackling through her fur. This had to be a vision. She had been waiting for one for moons, but StarClan hadn’t contacted her since her mentor died. The spirits of our ancestors are trying to tell us something, Woodpelt thought, But what? A group of flowers smothering a daisy . . . a posy of flowers, perhaps . . .

Woodpelt dipped her head to Echofall. “Thank you for telling me about your dream,” She said, “It’s very . . . informative.”

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Notable Events

Fawnfire happily retires at the age of 120 moons.

Fawnkit has yellowcough.

Woodpelt is sure she saw Lakespark’s spirit in the forest today.

Daisystar and Woodfur chase a rogue out of their territory.

While gathering herbs, Echofall tells Woodpelt he had a vision from StarClan. Woodpelt has an idea of what the vision means.

Two new cats join the Clan!

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Thanks for reading, and have a wonderful day!

[cypresscats]

crossposting from ig 🥶🥶🥶🥶 ok i wanna become attached to my cats again so heres my journey with drawing them. updates coming when i feel like it hurrraaayyyyy

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