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The most beautiful glossy coat shimmered gently against the wooded forestry's fragile light, minty green eyes like a mossy lake filled of angelic tears skimmed across the area. No longer a kit of course the tom knew so but of at least 10 Moons. He had tragically died at 5 Moons gutted and severed by a ruthless she-cat in Radicalclan his home, and only true home. He had traveled and learned of his fathers raising and downfall in power and name also the defeat and demolish of his old home the Elite and the deaths of all his siblings, aunts, uncles, and one true home. He'd lived up to his mothers expectations as a child, pure, kind, and innocent.
And a familiar glowing blue butterfly sat in a glass jar with a rope attached through the middle. It lived eternal with him, he finally knew what Levati was. She was a piece of the god Aphrodite, it had taken nearly three years in a cats life to bring him back but his one and only friend in his past life and this had resurrected him with a piece of the god Apollo himself. Beauty, grace, artistic, and delicate of the suns rays. He looked like a female and spoke with a stutter but he was a boy through-and-through. The gentle soul sat quietly on the border watching moth swoon by his head.
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