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Don't really know what this is above lol.

So I'm going to paste my writing below. New chapter every Sunday:

PROLOGUE (Most names are changed for copyright from other people who created those names.)

“Are you sure this is the correct choice, Opalstar?”

“Of course it is!” The reply to a gray-and-white she-cat’s question was a sharp snap, like the sudden snap of a tree branch falling.

The creamy tabby that answered didn’t look at all guilty that she snapped. Her blue eyes did not glitter with not anger, though, they glittered with the nervousness many mothers had.

The other she-cat was frowning widely, too, as she pawed at a fading misty cloud to uncover more cats below. “Opalstar, I’m still not so sure.”

Her pained blue eyes reflected down on beautiful scenery below... two tabbies, one light brown and the other smoky gray, purring together in a grassy field. As their purrs and love drifted up into the sky and rumbled in the she-cat, Grayspots’s, ears, she glimpsed a barn nearby.

The Old Barn, Grayspots mumbled to herself while she gazed around, memories of her adventures there as a young cat soon filling her vision.

“Well, what do you see?” Opalstar’s demand kicked Grayspots out of her dreamy flashback.

<p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: transparent;">Tired of being bossed around, the starry warrior growled back, “Why don’t you part a cloud and look yourself?!”

<p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: transparent;">“I’ll part a cloud and drop you down right out of the sky, then. How does that sound?” Opalstar growled in reply, though she pawed at a cloud anyway and looked into the wavering hole she had made.

<p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: transparent;">“My daughter, and your son...” the former leader whispered, looking down upon them. “They’re having kits.”

<p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: transparent;">Grayspots shot straight up and perked her ears as much as she could. Eyes widened, she exclaimed, “What?!”

<p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: transparent;">Soon enough she was jumping around and around. “Kits, kits! Shadowscar’s going to be a father! It’s just like when Frostflower had her two!”

<p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: transparent;">Opalstar rolled her eyes. “This will be Berrystar’s second litter.” Then her blue eyes shone with worry. “But...what will the Clan do when their leader’s nursing kits?”

<p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: transparent;">Just then two new cats entered the misty clearing and joined the she-cats. These warriors were tomcats, both thick-furred and broad-shouldered. One had long claws that tapped impatiently against the ground.

<p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: transparent;">“Well, what’s the news?” The long-clawed cat demanded. The tip of his tail twitched indignantly as he waited for a reply.

<p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: transparent;">Grayspots beamed at him. “Longclaw, our son is going to be a <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: transparent;">father <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: transparent;">!”

<p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: transparent;">“What?!” Longclaw repeated the same exact words that his mate had earlier. His pale tabby fur stood up in bristly clumps, and instantly he sheathed his unusually long claws.

<p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: transparent;">The other cat, a slick-furred light brown tom, grinned and respectfully dipped his head. “Wonderful. Berrystar’s second litter this will be, correct?”

<p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: transparent;">“Yes, Tanwhisker, yes!” Hollystar smiled shakily and she moved closer to the thick warrior. “Today is a happy day.”