True Hearts

Prologue
The smoky colored she-cat stared out into the distance. Her strong stance making cats give their attention to her, only for a moment, before then going on. Below her stood a brown tabby, as well as a pure white tom. These cats... these cats may seem normal, but, they are not. These three cats are what they call the forest guards: Tabby: The Forest Hunter, born to have strong, agile skills of hunting, able to provide for the cats that tread upon The Forest Guardians territory. Her rank meant she was to sit at the base of the Guardian Stone.

Then, there was Swift, the tom was The Forest Fighter, born and destined to protect the forest they lived in with their ancestors before them at his heels. To give him the strength to run, to fight, to win.

Finally, the was her: Her name was Pure. Formerly known as Chervil. She was born, raised in the ways of healing and peace. Unlike the other two having a planned out destiny, your rank and reputation must be approved by the ancestors. The Forest Healer acted as the leader of the two, The Hunter kept them fed, the Fighter protected them, while she was there to make sure they did not fall.

The Healers place was upon the stone. Above all other cats, respected and loved by some, hated by others. Some, just don't trust her. She could understand that, many cats would come to the three Forest Guards for advice. But, they also know they can go anywhere else. To the Mountain Guards, to the Ocean Guards, to the Moorland Guards. Anywhere you go, there will always be The Three Guards of balance.

However, with that, the next generation must come. All Guards must have kits: to pass down what their kin has gifted them with. The gifts work only with the pure blooded kin. The gift of the Forest Fighter will not be given to the Forest Hunters son or daughter. One of their first born litter will always get the gift they once had, to forever hold out the balance in the forest.

"Pure, a cat named Lance would like to speak to you." Tabby spoke, looking up at the Healer. Pure simply gave a nod to the Hunter, before coming down from the rock.

"Where does he lay in wait, Tabby?" She flicked her tail to the True Hearts Trail. Pures ears perked up in surprise. She herself had not been able to go upon the trail without being invited in, due to it being for when cats wanted to confess a love...

Pure walked down the trail, looking up in awe as the trees gave away into cherry blossoms. It was a beautiful sight, a rare sight as well. She sighed in relief, it was so stress-relieving to see all this. She had to admit: being the Forest Healer wasn't an easy task...