The Beginnings of ShatteredClan
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A thin crescent moon hung high in the sky, glowing faintly above the small collection of twoleg houses below. In one small cottage, curled up beneath it’s battered, caving roof, lay Rabbitfoot and his newest friend, Scatteredfur. Caught by what appeared to be a nightmare, Rabbitfoot was wriggling and squirming restlessly in his sleep. His mouth occasionally opened in silent whimpers but his eyes remained tightly shut. Minutes passed in silence, the fluffy ball that was Scatteredfur lay unaware of what was happening, deep in the embrace of sleep. In a single moment the silence broke.