I was born in leaf-fall. Leaf-fall, when the air was crispy and content. Leaf-fall, when the leaves
were an array of sunset colors. Leaf-fall, where everything started. Beautiful leaf-fall. Me and my
sister were born in ThunderClan, fierce and brave. Even before I opened my eyes, i knew I would
be safe. The first time I opened my eyes, the sun was trickling through the leaves, giving a
whimsical, happy look. My sister was a dappled grey tabby. She was still asleep.
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