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Post by Firelily on Aug 15, 2007 2:05:53 GMT -5
Firelily had been out wandering around the Glen of Light for quite a while now. She had been so used to gathering herbs and helping other cats when she was alive that she actually missed it now. If only something more interesting would happen around here. Maybe then I would have more to do than just wander around and wait for other cats from the Clans to die. She sighed to herself, and walked toward a large oak tree. She looked up at its high branched, and proceeded to climb up to a low branch. She layed down on the branch, which over looked most of LightClan's territory. She watched and waited for something to happen, when she suddenly had the sensation that something wasn't right. She thought that she had heard something, as if it were on the wind. She lifted her head, and turned her ears slightly. There it is again, she thought to herself. Listening more intently this time, she was able to recall all of the words to memory: In the last light of the sky, and the water churns as from below, heat will rise over ice, and ice will shower the shores. Feeling that she needed to warn someone, she jumped down from her perch, and ran off toward the camp.
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