Rock: Seer Of All

This is is Rock's story. I'm not the author. I, Bloodstar, am just the relayer.

Prolouge
Hello, this is Rock here. I will start this tale of my life at the beginning (as every story should start). I was not always as monsterous as I look. I was once more gorgeous than the great Firestar. A pale cream coat, that would have brought Starclan's warriors back to life, the prettiest blue eyes, and the claws every cat wishes they had, sharp, long, and hooked at the end (not that I'm braging or anything). And I had everything anybody and everybody could wished for, but it wasn't enough. I wanted more, and I got it. But was the price worth it? I lost my fur, my sight, my mate, and my claws. I now am forced to watch the lives of my desendants, but can do nothing to stop the canage I see. Jayfeather, Lionblaze, Dovewing, and Ivypool can not stop the Dark Forest. Hollyleaf is needed. But that story is not the one I am about to tell. This one is much worse (but i might tell the five's story another time). I was the first cat, and I shall be the last.

Capter 1
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