StarClan, the one hope left to cling to.
It was not only the sounds of her gatinhos mewling that woke Rose that night shortly before dawn. Through the underbrush her keen ears picked up the sounds of gatos moving only tail-lengths ahead of her.
Shadowclan warriors.
Rose crouched down to hide in the ferns. Her rosy gray pelt made her blend in with her surroundings. Would that be enough? I am banished from Shadowclan, she thought silently. They must never find me or me and my litter will be killed.
"Ginger, I smell strange scent over in the ferns over there," a voice said. It belonged to a calico she-cat.
The ginger what seemed to be...
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