She's beautiful, the cat that lies so serenely on the moss-coated ground. Her glossy white coat is windswept but perfect. Her beautiful blue eyes are wide open, the moonlight reflecting off the azure colour. Her breath is ragged but a trace of her own voice is detectable in her deep gasps. Three tiny kits lie mewling by her side, nothing more than frightened scraps of fur. They voice the ancient, instinctive language that only a newborn kit could produce. The beautiful she-cat's eyes are fixed on them, and although she is weak, I can see love burning in her gaze. That love is echoed in my heart as I watch the tiny creatures nuzzle their mother expectantly.
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| - She's beautiful, the cat that lies so serenely on the moss-coated ground. Her glossy white coat is windswept but perfect. Her beautiful blue eyes are wide open, the moonlight reflecting off the azure colour. Her breath is ragged but a trace of her own voice is detectable in her deep gasps. Three tiny kits lie mewling by her side, nothing more than frightened scraps of fur. They voice the ancient, instinctive language that only a newborn kit could produce. The beautiful she-cat's eyes are fixed on them, and although she is weak, I can see love burning in her gaze. That love is echoed in my heart as I watch the tiny creatures nuzzle their mother expectantly.
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| - Smokestar - dark gray tom with bright green eyes
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| - Smokepaw - dark gray tom with bright green eyes
Frostpaw- white she-cat with bright blue eyes
Dustpaw - gray tom
Nightpaw - black she-cat with dark amber eyes
Fernpaw- brown she-cat with green eyes
Graypaw- gray tom
Redpaw- very small reddish tom with bright amber eyes
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| Kits
| - Snowkit- white tom with blue eyes
Cloverkit- tortoiseshell she-kit
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| elders
| - Gingerstripe - pale ginger tabby tom
Grayfur - gray she-cat
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| queens
| - Robinflight - light brown she-cat with green eyes
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| - Honeyflame - bright ginger she-cat with dark amber eyes
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| medcat
| - Pollenpool- plump gray tom with small, pale blue eyes
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| warriors
| - Graypelt- blue-gray she-cat with amber eyes
Sparrowcall - green eyed she-cat with light brown fur, long legs and a white chest
Ambergaze- small tabby she-cat with amber eyes
Stonestrike- gray tom with pale blue eyes
Sunheart- pale yellow she-cat with scars covering her shoulder, back and face
Duskfur- brown tom with blue eyes
Nightshadow- black she-cat with dark amber eyes
Silverfoot- white she-cat with unusual silver-gray paws
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| - She's beautiful, the cat that lies so serenely on the moss-coated ground. Her glossy white coat is windswept but perfect. Her beautiful blue eyes are wide open, the moonlight reflecting off the azure colour. Her breath is ragged but a trace of her own voice is detectable in her deep gasps. Three tiny kits lie mewling by her side, nothing more than frightened scraps of fur. They voice the ancient, instinctive language that only a newborn kit could produce. The beautiful she-cat's eyes are fixed on them, and although she is weak, I can see love burning in her gaze. That love is echoed in my heart as I watch the tiny creatures nuzzle their mother expectantly. "You're... so... beautiful..." she chokes out, each word an effort. "What will we name them?" I whisper. The she-cat sends me a warm, loving look. My heart feels like it is going to split in two. I am living the last moments that I have left with the cat I love. "You... you... can name two. But... I'm... I'm naming the gray kit Smokekit." "After... me?" I feel the fiery, consuming emotion of love surging through my veins, digging deeper into my heart than I ever knew possible. In this moment, there is no cat in the world but she and I, lost in our own sweet, oblivious paradise. But that world is soon to be torn apart, and we both know it. Why am I not yowling with grief at out fate? Because I cannot accept that she is leaving. No cat so beautiful and pure could face such an ugly fate. I cannot comprehend life without her. She doesn't reply. We gaze into each other's eyes for moments, then the tiny infants begin to grovel again. The she-cat sighs deeply. I lick her ear. "You promise you'll love them and raise him in DarkClan? Especially our son. He... he reminds me of you so much. That... that kit is destined for greatness. He... he must be leader, one day. " she murmurs. "Of course," I choke out, although we have two sons and she hasn't said which should be leader. But the beautiful she-cat is dying, and I hardly have time to complain. She purrs. "I love you. Nothing can ever change that. I don't think I've loved anyone more in my life." she whispers. And with that, the beautiful white she-cat lies down her head onto the soft, damp floor, and the life leaves her eyes for the last time. And I am left alone.
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