About: The Dawn of Moonclaws: The Rising Fog

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A ginger she-cat stalked forward, her eyes glinting cruelly in the pale light. Behind her, six cats padded, all looking coldly at the small brown tabby she-cat that was standing bravely, head held high. "Did you really think you could get away with it?" the one in front hissed menacingly, her claws slipping out of their sheaths. The she-cat glared back. "I did what I thought I had too, and I'm proud of it!" A low growl rumbled in the ginger she-cat's throat. "You'll pay for doing it, and it will be long and painful!"

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rdfs:label	The Dawn of Moonclaws: The Rising Fog
rdfs:comment	A ginger she-cat stalked forward, her eyes glinting cruelly in the pale light. Behind her, six cats padded, all looking coldly at the small brown tabby she-cat that was standing bravely, head held high. "Did you really think you could get away with it?" the one in front hissed menacingly, her claws slipping out of their sheaths. The she-cat glared back. "I did what I thought I had too, and I'm proud of it!" A low growl rumbled in the ginger she-cat's throat. "You'll pay for doing it, and it will be long and painful!"
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abstract	A ginger she-cat stalked forward, her eyes glinting cruelly in the pale light. Behind her, six cats padded, all looking coldly at the small brown tabby she-cat that was standing bravely, head held high. "Did you really think you could get away with it?" the one in front hissed menacingly, her claws slipping out of their sheaths. The she-cat glared back. "I did what I thought I had too, and I'm proud of it!" A low growl rumbled in the ginger she-cat's throat. "You'll pay for doing it, and it will be long and painful!" The brown tabby refused to back down. "I don't care. What you're doing is wrong, and I'm not going to stand for it anymore!" The ginger cat shook her head sadly. "Then you're a traitor. And if you act like a traitor, you'll die like a traitor." She flicked her tail at her followers, and two of them slid out of line and stalked toward the brown tabby. There was a pause, then a flash of claws, and one of the two sank down to lie on the street. The brown tabby froze, her eyes growing huge as she realized what she had done, then, without a word, she turned and spun away. The ginger she-cat watched her, a mocking look on her face. She motioned with her tail at the fleeing she-cat. "No backbone, that's her problem." A pure black cat padded up to stand beside the ginger one. "Should we follow her?" The ginger one shook her head. "Not yet." She started to walk away, turning back once to add, "It's a shame she turned traitor on us. My daughter was worthy of both the name Moon, and the name 'daughter of Slash'." And with that, she left, the remaining five cats silently falling into step behind her.

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