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*Nightclaw stands where he is and whispers the prophecy unto the night*
-- When the Propecy has become tears will fall, blood sinks into the earth. The Mint upon the breeze, Mist curling in sight. Smoke defeated, Fire forgotten. The Dark is in danger of the Shade, The Wind Whispers upon the Forest only several listen.--
*stands in the forest feeling empty and alone his eyes are dull white and he murmers the prophecy*
-- Night will be ended by Night, Dawn restored. A new generation in the forest, a med cat's blood destroyed. Mist will creep through the forest and Shade will be returned to Blood. Wind will whisper and Water murmur. Blood is lost and can never be recovered.--
*he watched a small feather fall onto a Nightshade leaf and turn black, mist rolled in and he knew what he must do*
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