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| - A yellow she-cat with blue eyes and one white paw slid through the forest. A dark gray she-cat with gray eyes was behind her. “Dawnfire, are we there yet?” Dawnfire shook her head. “This is secret, so keep quiet.” They came past the border where they once fought. They slid out of LightningClan territory into a thicker forest. When they crossed to the other end, it got lighter. It opened up at the right to a grassy clearing. It had built-in nests, where pine needles had not been strewn across the floor. Comfy-looking piles of sand lay where their nests were. “Like it?” Duskleap brightened. “Of course I do! But my Clan sends thick patrols here that look at every corner of every forest and clearing, so… We should go.” Dawnfire ducked. “They know about this place? My sacred?” Duskleap nodded. “Come on, Dusk, we’re going on a mission.” Duskleap looked surprised. “Why?” “To save my forest,” Dawnfire replied. “You get cats from your Clan, I’ll get cats from mine.” They split up. Dawnfire’s mind was whirling. Would any of her Clan agree? Would any of Duskleap’s Clan agree? Once she arrived, she announced, “I want to tell you something!” The cats looked up. “There’s a secret forest, and MistClan is invading it.” Yowls rose from the crowd, and Dawnfire smiled. She knew she had a loyal Clan by her side.
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