| abstract | - The brown tabby raced across, the plain forest turning starry. She ran, enjoying how fast she could go. There was a slight nudge from her other side and she looked over. A black and white tom grinned and she rolled her eyes while grinning back. They ran for a while, not talking, even as a ginger she-cat and a silver she-cat joined them they were silent. Finally a golden dappeled cat joined them as they hurtled through the stars. Finally they slowed. Up ahead was a tabby with a white belly and a dappeled gray cat. They were looking at something in the pool. As the others approached, the cats looked up and the brown tabby saw images of a brown tabby playing with a silver she-cat disappear. Her heart pounded in sympathy. The cats took their places by the pool and sat. No one spoke until the brown tabby stood, "We need new heroes. We are getting to old to carry on the duty any longer." the others nodded. "I will show you the heroes." the brown tabby continued. Images of cats flew in and vanished from the pool. A tortoishell kit swam in a river. A young brown cat with darker paws and a flowing tail padded into the marshes. A black she-kit leaped onto a leaf floating in the forest. And a silver gray kitten rolled out into the moor. The cats smiled. The new heroes were ready. They were young but they would grow. The gray dappeled she-cat stepped up, "But they will have to fight when they are apprintice! Younger then we ever did!" the brown tabby nodded and meowed, "But they will be blessed. Each of them will have a special power. They will live." the cats watched the young cats play. Once again, the ray dappeled she-cat stepped up, "Bramblestar, what of our kits?" Bramblestar smiled, "They will play a role as well Raincloud. The golden she-cat stepped up, "These young cats must learn to believe in themselves befores they can believe in others." The cats nodded and the Raincloud and her mate went back to their seats and the others rentered the world of the living.
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