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Cindersky stood beside Oakheart, the black smoke she-cat gazing at the water before them. "It's so weird not being in the valley." She said. "We've all grown up there and now what will we do? Leave because the starvation was bad?"

Oakheart let his tail rest on her flank. "We'll find a new valley to make our home in." He said softly. "Afterall, soon we'll have kits and a growing Tribe."

Cindersky nodded. "Of course, Cherrynose is expecting your kits?" She asked to which Oakheart nodded.

"There's a valley not far from here." She said. "The starry cats told me of it weeks ago but I've had doubt that it's safe."

Oakheart frowned. "How far? She could kit any day now." The brown tomcat spoke softly.

"A week's journey at most. If we leave as sunrise and work against fatigue we could be there in less." She glanced at the other cats, Pinestorm and Dustpelt curled up together.

Oakheart nodded. "We can make it." He said softly, or he at least hoped they could. My name is Lord Voldemort 02:21, June 20, 2019 (UTC)

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