The Son Prophcy

by SmolFrazzle

Brite lite spred throuh the are, and the gingr cta at the bordur opned his eyes wide. "The son will reech forth from the darknes and bring lite to the world." The silvur cat beside him gaspd "what doeti mean!" Furs tar shook his hed wisele. "Only tim will tel." Ratd T becus gor an vilens

5. A Heron

Hay I thot thes mite be neded becus peple are flamy me! This is my FRIST stry ok guy? So jus kept yor flaims to yorsels. I don ned this rite nou.

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Thit nite at the gathreing Sunpiaw was anunced a heron. The clnas al cherd ecep on. Drakcaln! Sunipaw new they rew up to someth. Bac in the cam Trester hel d Sinupaws war serminy. "Sunpiw do yo chose to flow the war cod an procter ligtclan whit yo on lief? I" "Do!" Sunipwa cride "Thne frum thit ponte on, yo shal be none as Sunnyheart."

"Suniheart! Sunnyhart!" The clan cherd haply. Sunysheart fel ther chess swel whit pried. "Sunnyhart, you wil gone don in ligtcaln histry, as a heron!"