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Mosskit splashed happily in the cool river, letting the water drench her blue and grey pelt. Her mother, Bluestar, was busy talking with the other leaders, so she was allowed to wander around Starclan’s territory while she waited. “But don’t wander to close to the edge,” Ferncloud, one of Thunderclan’s old queens, gently reminded her. “You might get lost in the fog, or worse, end up in the Dark Forest.” Mosskit sometimes heard stories about the Dark Forest, but no one really worried about them anymore, after they were defeated in the Great Battle. She trotted up onto the shore and shook out her pelt. So many cats joined Starclan after that battle... She thought. Suddenly, she heard a voice through the trees. “Cats of Starclan, come and gather under the Highstar for a clan meeting!” That’s Firestar’s voice! She rushed into the misty clearing where they held most of their meetings, staring eagerly past the giant crowd. “As some of you might know, Flowerbreeze of Thunderclan is expecting kits!“ Loud purrs erupted through the crowd, seeming to reach up to the sky. Mosskit fluffed up her pelt with happiness. New kits! “They will both be girls, and both reincarnations.” Suddenly, the cheering died down. Every cat in Starclan knew what that meant, two cats would be sent back down to the clans to live out another life. “The first one will be Sweetpaw,” Mosskit caught a glimpse of her light pelt as she padded under the Highstar, her green eyes flashing uncertainly. “And the second one will be Mosskit.” Mosskit let out a small gasp, and before she knew what was happening, she was suddenly standing next to Sweetpaw. She heard a mix of voices, felt a rush of wind against her face, and then everything went black.

”Good morning, Ivykit.” Ivykit stared up at a beautiful tortoiseshell she-cat with sparkling blue eyes, a beam of dim light shining softly above her. “I’m guessing you’re eyes are adjusting to everything, since you just opened them.” She purred. “Sissy’s awake!” A white and ginger tortoiseshell squeaked, her little ears pricking up with excitement. “And that’s your sister, Sweetkit.” The she-cat with light blue eyes mewed. “And I’m your mother, Flowerbreeze.”

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