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Lionblaze
Lionblaze was singing a sad song. He sorrowfully lifted his head to the moon mourning.
"Sta-a-arClan, save me, hear the sa-a-ad song drifting up to you. My sick spi-i-irit and so-o-oul, like magic, drifts on teary clouds, lame-e-enting and pleading for mercy, as pa-a-ain shoots through my he-e-eart!" sang Lionblaze. "It floats up to you, like some magician who is controlling it. A sad, sick, soul, spirit and song like this has no one to hear it except for you. I have made an inve-e-ention.
"When I ca-a-ame to show it to-o-o my sister Cu-u-ubeclaw, she's lying de-e-ead in her nest. I was wa-a-ailing and weeping. My o-o-other sister Hollyleaf was lamenting and cry-y-ying. I invent something to make you-u-u happy.
"It went wro-o-ong and turned Bloodyheart into an o-o-owl and WindClan caught him and ATE him-not that I-I-I care! I digest food. Bu-u-ut my digestion is not meant to swallow-o-ow pain. Me, now a sa-a-ad musician, tries to comfort my bro-o-other Ja-a-ayfeather. My music doesn't stop him fro-o-om pleading and wailing mercy on his poor sick so-o-oul!
"I insert a plea for help to co-o-ome and take Cubecla-a-aw's corpse to her gra-a-ave. My insertion seems to affect Mimickpa-a-aw the most. Her suggestion is to kill me. I pro-o-otest. She says her su-u-uggestion is good!
"I run awa-a-ay. On all four pa-a-aws, for we are all ca-a-ats! I want to dese-e-ert the Clans, but ThunderClan needs my stre-e-ength." Lionblaze took a deep breath.
"There is no time for lamenting," he mewed briskly. "Cinderheart needs to be fed for her next litter!"
Deep in Snow Mountains, a worried Clan of snow leopards were talking about the desertion. There are five snow leopard clans; SpotClan, PounceClan, PawClan, PrintClan and PawPrintClan.
An ultra ultra rare white snow leopard with ultra ultra ultra rare crystal clear blue eyes nursing many kits, spoke up. Her name was Paw-print.
"We should get the electrician to use the electric to get him back," she growled. "Or a clinician from a clinic."
Her seven kits Spiral, Snowflake, Willow, Plum, Splay, Clover and Poppy ran around.
A different mother, a snow leopard called Disaster, sighed.
"Adopt another kit they say!" snarled Disaster. She shook her head. "Like Silly Nilly, that kit who has no hearing and speaks with distorted words. I don't want distortion in my family. No! Adoption is too much with my two kits!"
Paw-print sighed in sadness. "Disaster is the most cruel wildcat in the world," she murmured.
"I'll have to prevent adoption," Disaster decided. "Prevention it is."
A/N
That was my shortest and longest and weirdest chapter yet. O . O