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Behind Bars is the Face of Life

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Behind Bars is the Face of Life

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Scartalon's story part 2.

Moonkit scrambled out of the bush and turned to face his sister. "Moonkit?" Talonkit looked at him. "Yes?" he said. "It is you!". Talonkit licked her brother in all his ruffled spots. "Talonkit, your acting like our mother when we get excited!" exclaimed Moonkit. "It's just, wow! Your back!" said Talonkit. "Let's go back before mom needs thyme." said Moonkit. "Beat you there!" Talonkit raced back to camp with Moonkit on her heels. The patrol finished their work and watched them as they dissapeared out of sight. Talonkit got into the nursery first and yowled to her mother that Moonkit was back. She looked at the nursery entrance and saw Moonki

Scartalon's Story

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Stripestar

LightningClan

5 deviations
Literature

The Kits

Cloverheart was having her kits. The great stone celebrated this too. The great stone could be smooth or bumpy depending on the waves. Today it was smooth. Spottedeyes thought it was an omen of good fortune. So did Cloverheart. She laid down in the nursery. After much pain and struggle, her first kit was born. She named her Autumnkit. She struggled to her mother for warmth. Spottedpelt padded in. His fur was hanging over an eye. "Is that our kit?" he asked. "Yes, it is. Her name is Autumnkit." replied Cloverheart. "Do you think there's any more?" asked Spottedpelt. "I think-it's coming!" exclaimed Cloverheart. Much more struggle came this tim

lightclan stories

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Little Dusky and her Favorite Cousin Princess Moon

MLP

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Literature

LigthClan Chapter 1

                                                                                               Chapter One Poolkit finally opened his eyes. Everything was so big, colorful, and something furry was rite in front of him. Then his gaze sharpened and he realized it was his mother. SHe licked his head in a proud way. "Mom, could I go outside the nursery?" he asked. "No sweety, your not old enough." "But Mom!" "No. You just opened your eyes and there's so many warriors you'd get lost and trampled on." Poolkit gave up and went to sleep. He dreamt of many things,  claws made of fire, whiskers with mist flowing out behind them, a black claw, and

Scraps

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