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A silver tabby sat in the back of a cave sorting berries and herbs. Suddenly hearing a noise, she straightened up and pricked her ears. Tiny pawsteps could be heard with the sound of excited mews. Three kits bounced in, all happy and excited.
The biggest of the kits mewed," Good morning, Echosong," while the two other kits played a game of chase around the silver tabby, knocking over the carefully sorted stack of leaves.
"Good morning to you too, Featherkit." Echosong glanced at the destroyed leaf pile. 'Kits will be kits' she thought. "Featherkit, Moonkit, Berrykit? Does Mintwing and Cherrytail know you're here?"
"Mintwing and Cherrytail said that we could explore the camp while they get some rest," replied Moonkit.
"So we went to visit you," said Featherkit.
"Good to know," said Echosong as she went back to sorting. She took a glance at the kits to see what they were doing. Berrykit was play fighting with Moonkit while Featherkit looked on.
"Echosong, what was your life like before you joined Skyclan?" Berrykit mewed form where he was pinning Moonkit down.
"You would like to hear about my life since I was a kit?"
"Yes, please!" mewed Moonkit.
"We've already heard everybody else's stories," put in Berrykit. "We want to hear about you."
Echosong hesitated, then said," Very well. Make yourselves comfortable." She laid down on the cave floor.
Featherkit, Berrykit, and Moonkit obediently sat down in front of the silver tabby, paws tucked neatly under their chests.
Echosong closed her green eyes, thinking of all the things from being a carefree young kit to being Skyclan's medicine cat. Memories of good and bad. She took a deep breath and began.
Many moons ago….
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