Post by FM Admin on Oct 13, 2007 16:30:40 GMT -5
There was once a great warrior by that name of Desertfang. He was called a hero in three of the Clans, but a traitor in his own. He was a warrior born of DayClan, but grew up in NightClan because NightClan warriors stole him when he wasn't even a moon old and before he could remember his true mothers scent and remember her name.
He saved the other Clan in great troubles, but his Clan didn't like his doings and called him a traitor to NightClan. The other Clans knew he was going to be remembered forever, his story being passed on generations by generation by the elders tales.
But now, only a year, four seasons later, he has been forgotten. Not even the elders, warriors, or any other cat alive when he was alive remembers who he is, no cat remembers any of the dangers he helped them through.
There shall be two,
born of opposites
and shall find they are kin.
There shall be two.
born of same
and shall realize their destiny.
There shall be four,
memories that have been forgotten
will be remembered
born of opposites
and shall find they are kin.
There shall be two.
born of same
and shall realize their destiny.
There shall be four,
memories that have been forgotten
will be remembered