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Sky

Sky.

Sky is an outcast among Thunder, Wind, River, and Shadow.

Oh, and Star. Which I am a part of.

But anyway. You want to hear about SkyClan, Dovekit? Okay. I can tell you! I am Cloudstar, the leader of SkyClan when they were driven out of the forest.

The Twolegs descended on our camp one fine morning. They had been coming to our territory a few times before—but we thought nothing of it. But tonight, however, was the night of the Gathering, and we were all preparing. We thought nothing of the Twolegs, but then…. All of a sudden, they came into our camp.

Big, huge monsters, crushing our dens. We were able to get the kits out—Thank StarClan!—and save all of the elders. Their dens were on the other side of camp from where the monsters were crushing—first, they crushed the warriors' and apprentices' dens. The few cats that were in there came rushing out, wailing and screaming. They had been asleep, and they hadn't heard the monsters approaching. The rest of us, however, had, and the few cats that were in the camp sprang into action right away.

Well, anyways, we hid under a bush or two at the edge of our territory, where our territory bordered ThunderClan. We were just glad that they hadn't sent any patrols, or anything, otherwise they would have sent us away, and we didn't want that. We didn't want to go back in to what was once our territory, but not anymore.

We spent the entire day, until the Gathering, watching our territory being destroyed. From time to time, patrols of only the strongest warriors were sent into the heart of the territory, to survey the damage, and report back to us.

The first patrol reported that they had completely annihilated the camp. This was really sad news to us, since that camp had been being used by SkyClan cats for generations upon generations.

The second patrol reported that they had started to hack away at the tall trees in our territory. It was a rather small territory, not exactly spanning a very huge area, so by the time that the third patrol came back and reported, half of our territory was…. gone. Gone, just like that….

We went to the Gathering for help at sundown. However—the other Clans didn't want to help us. We left, feeling humiliated and betrayed. Once we got to the gorge, and the rats attacked us, we scattered.

And, until SkyClan was restored by Firestar that fateful day, SkyClan was no more.