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"I can't believe we're free!" Gander meowed, shaking out their fur. They purred excitedly, as Rosco and Spiral padded up next to them, their eyes glittering anxiously. The collar around Gander's neck glittered in the sun, and Rosco eyed it nervously.
"We should get rid of our collars, bury them or drop them in the river. We all know how twolegs like to take away cats with collars..." Xe mumbled, and Gander nodded.
"That's a good idea. What do we all think?" Gander asked, turning to face their group.
"I'm down." Kitty meowed, and began trying to tug at her collar. Everyone meowed in agreement, except Oreo, who looked hesitant at the idea.
"Oreo? What's wrong?" Swan asked.
"I like my collar, I want to keep it" Oreo meowed quietly, and the cats looked at each other.
"You can keep it!" Gander meowed before anyone else got a chance to speak, "It can serve as a reminder to us and other house cats that it's not impossible to get out of a bad situation."
Everyone meowed in agreement, and Oreo puffed her chest up a bit in pride, thanking Gander for their thoughtful consideration.
"Okay, now what?" Spiral asked.
"We all go look for the perfect spot to live!" Gander chirped, tail swishing excitedly.
"Okay... are we splitting up?" Rosco meowed hesitantly.
"Yep. You can go in groups if you'd like! I'm going alone, though." Gander nodded, and Rosco and Spiral looked at each other nervously as their leader darted towards the forest. They followed their scent trail, nervously making sure Gander stayed safe as the rest of the group split into small teams or individuals and wandered around.
...
A shriek of pain rang through the woods, and Rosco and Spiral snapped their heads up. They had stopped watching Gander long enough to hunt for some food, and apparently this was a really bad idea. That shriek was definitely Gander. Rushing to the source of the sound, they were horrified to see Gander being dragged into a den by a wolf. The wolf's jaws were clamped around Gander's eye and ear, and the wolf growled as soon as it saw the two. Bristling with fear and rage, Spiral arched their back, and Rosco launched xemself onto the wolf's face, latching onto its head and digging at its eyes with xer back claws. Spiral snarled and shrieked, diving in to bite the wolf's ankles in rage.
Before they knew it, the commotion had attracted the entire group, and as the wolf threw the limp body of Gander into the thorn bush nearby, everyone in their group showed up. Oreo snarled and jumped onto its back, biting at its shoulders, and Shiv yowled a threat, and helped Spiral nip at its feet. Oreo got thrown into a tree, and fell limp. The cats, except Swan, all screeched in anger as they flooded the wolf with attack after attack. As the wolf began to flee, the cats sped after it, and Swan managed to free Gander's blood-soaked body from the bush.
Gander was barely conscious, their remaining eye glistening with pain and fear. They were breathing raggedly, visibly in shock and unresponsive. Swan nudged them, and only got a soft whimper as a response. Kitty padded up nervously, and sniffed Gander, only to be gently pushed back.
"We have to get Gander cobwebs and marigold, do you think you can get the cobwebs?" Swan asked her, and she nodded nervously at him.
...
"Gander... It's time to wake up." A mysterious voice hit their ears. They twitched their ear, and opened their eyes, to see a mystical transparent cat staring down at them.
"Who- who are you? Where am I?" Gander asked, cowering before the strange being.
"I am Dovestar, the ancient final leader of Wildclan. You have been sent here to restore my clan, and I was chosen to pick some cats to give you your 9 lives."
"What? What do you mean?" They were confused and scared, ears pressed against their head.
"You will come to understand the ways of a clan in due time. For now... We will be seeing to it that you get your lives and training soon," Dovestar purred, staring down at them with pride in her eyes.
"Um. Okay..." Gander stood, and Dovestar raised her tail. 8 other cats appeared, and before Gander knew it, her new name - Ganderstar - was being declared. Shocked, they looked around the chorus of cats, and suddenly, the knowledge of what to do and where to live came to them, as though imparted on them by some divine energy. Relieved, they closed their eyes, and awoke to Swan applying poultices and cobwebs to their wounds as everyone else was mourning over Oreo.
"I know what to do!"'
