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    [size=7pt]I c a n b e a t t h e n i g h t ,
    I'm not afraid of thunder.
    [size=7pt][i]I a m f u l l o f l i g h t,
    I am full of     [b]wonder.


    [size=7pt]W o a h, o h, o h, o h. O h, o h, o h, o h.
    I ain't falling under.
    Woah, oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh, oh.
    I am full of     wonder.


    [size=7pt][size=7pt]T h o u g h o u r f e e t m i g h t a c h e,
    the world's upon our shoulders.
    N o w a y w e g o ' n b r e a k,
    Cause we are full of     [color=#fff9b2]wonder.



    [color=#fff9b2][size=7pt]Tana [ tar - na] had his long, cherry red tail flicking about by his sides, the fur along his spine wild, his purple eyes were hostile, the pupils directed to a white feline. [color=white]'Alois [Al - oh- wees], what are you doing back in ThunderClan?'
    [color=#fff9b2]The pale figure didn't respond, his ears flicked as the quiet sound of little bells tinked through them, optics narrowing, they darted around the dense bush, coming to land at a wretched tree trunk a yard or two behind Tana.


    Tana followed his gaze and snarled viciously, muttering in the direction that the noise came from, [color=white]'Takatia, get back inside, stay with your mother.'


    [color=#fff9b2]A small kitten with massive blue eyes and the same bright red coat as her father came hauling a striped black and white rag.


    Alois's cackle shot through Tana as he was suddenly knocked to the ground, the last thing he saw was a red and white creature snagged between the jaws of a great white cat, bells ringing and a striped blanket drifting to the ground. . . [/size]



    [size=7pt][color=red]Help Tana rescue his beloved daughter, Takatia, from an intruding white foreigner by travelling miles and miles from the clans to a distant zone. Find trust within each other, survive through horrible betrayal, undertake deadly risks, have loads of good laughs, brilliant fun and achieve the possibility to obtain a lover in this great adventure.[/size]

    [size=5pt][color=black]~Takatia

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    Ic;
    Hearing voices, a curious kitten by the name of Survivalkit had snuck out of the Thunderclan Nursery. She had tracked the scent and sound to the source and saw a red cat, most likely a male by the look of it.
    "Hey! Are you ok?! Wake up, mister! Wake up!"
    The 4 moon old callby (calico tabby) smoke lifted her two format paws off the solid ground and planted them on the cat's shoulder, then started shaking him to the best of her abilities.
    "Wake up!!! Wake up, please!!! Wake up mister!!! Please wake up!!!"
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    [size=7pt]Tana blinked at the feel of small paws pushing against his side, opening his eyes and turning one bell-eared head. [color=white][b]'Pardon? I- I mean what, where's Panna- Panna!'

    [color=#fff9b2] Called the confused, old cat.


    Within seconds a beautiful white she-cat strode up, her ears flat against the side of her head, the impact of two rather large bells, the front of her tail and legs was stained cherry red, her eyes of the purest blue as she smiled at Survivalkit.
    [color=white]Thank you, little one,' [color=#fff9b2]Panna mewed before turning to mumble some distressed words in her mate's ear.


    Tana shot up at once, pacing and muttering although there was space enough to just fit the three beings.

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    Ic;
    "What's wrong?! If something happened, I can help out if needed! I may be a kit, but I can do my best! Plead, dell me what is wrong!"
    Survivalkit looked at the white she cat and the red tomcat with pure fear and worry in her odd hetochromatic orbs.
    "And why do ou have bells on your ears?! I never seen a cat with a twoleg thing attached to their body!"
    Confused, terrified and determined to help, Survy stood her ground, her eyes soon blazed with all the focuse in all of Starclan.
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    [size=7pt][color=#fff9b2]Panna's head cocked to glance at Tana, her marked, somewhat nonexistent eyebrows creased. There was an intricate purple cross that etched itself over her face, giving her purdy features a jester formation.


    The larger feline glared hard at his partner, pacing halted, as he spoke;
    [color=white]'We're Belmockery cats, tales of sometimes double-jawed red and white cats with golden bells sewn into their ears. Some say we're murderous and shan't be trusted. In my opinion, words are too strong.
    And the situation is that our daughter,'

    		 [color=#fff9b2] Tana broke sentence, turning to sit calmly and gaze at Survivalkit, [color=white]'has just been kitnapped. Takatia is the last purple patterned that there'll ever be, the rest of our kind will be red and white. Before you reply, Panna and I are old and soon to pass by. Taka is also the last possible of our kind altogether, if she is not found, we'll be wiped out.'[/size]

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    Ic;
    "Then let me help find her, it would be an honor to do my best to save a unique kind of feline! I know my mother might get worried, but I don't care, I need to help you guys! If you let me help, I will do my best to find her!"
    Survy meowed with confidence, her odd colored eyes blazing with determination.
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    Tana sighed, shaking his head, the jingley bells ringing. [Color=white]'Okay, okay. . .'

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    Ic;
    "So what do I have to do? Where would she have been taken?"
    Survivalkit asked with a questioning voice, her odd colored orbs flickering in the soft, daytime light.
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    [size=7pt][color=black]A chiming of bells danced through the tree-trunks as Tana and Panna turned their heads sharply, staring at Lilyheart in surprise.

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    Ic; Long fur fluffed up in shock and surprise as Survy whirled around in a hissing fit, her tiny claws unsheathed and her ears flattend against her head.
    "Get back! I don't know you! Get back! Go away! Go back!"
    The tiny kitten snarled, her voice sounding just plain demonic as something unknown took control of herself, her eyes narrowed and her claws stretched out farther than they should.
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    ic] Panna hissed uncomfortably, backing up into Tana.

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    Midnightwhisker padded through Thunderclan territory when she had heard voices among the trees. Slinking forward slowly and quietly she had managed to hide herself in some bushes and watch the other cats quietly. She was a Windclan cat and had always been one but today was the day that she had decided to leave her clan. She was a large smoke black maine coon and just didn't feel like she belonged in Winclan. Her large frame and built just didn't seem to fit the speed that Windclan cats need to hunt their prey but she could do it well. Her piercing blue eyes watched the cats and she held her breath trying not to make a sound.

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    [size=7pt]Tana bared his teeth at Lilyheart, [color=white]'I know why you cats are so stuck up sometimes, you're not allowed to do anything!'[color=black]
    Panna stepped in with a nod, [color=white]'She's being supervised by us as well.'

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    Midnightwhisker wondered if she should step in and make herself known but things seemed to get heated. She flicked her bushy tail but not so much that it shook the bush she was hiding in. Her eyes watched quickly and she began to back out slowly when her foot hit a branch, snapping it in two.

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    Ic;
    "Maybe I dont want to! Maybe I want to help someone who needs it more than myself! How 'bout you get that through your thick head, kittypet!"
    Survivalkit snarled, not caring if she got hurt, the four moon old kit was about the size of a middle aged apprentice, in reality, being somewhat part Maine Coon.
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