Heya, friends, followers and many others! Today, I have decided to attempt another movie. I am going to be more active on this, because I have learned from past mistake, your movie really isn't going to get anywhere if you try to let your members do it for you. So! I am looking for people who know what their doing. They must have experience in a few specific things, not really in overall movies, warriors, or Scratch. So, let's see how far I can get with this movie, and what we can do!
Owlheart padded quietly out into the forest. 'I'm giving them to Rashclaw, giving them to Rashclaw, they'll be fine, they'll be fine...' she thought repeatedly, still attempting to convince herself that it was a good thing to do. Surely her kits wouldn't cause anything awful for OakClan? She reached the OakClan border. 'Dear StarClan, what if SmokeClan, MarshClan or most importantly, BerryClan finds out about this? My kits could be the one's in the forbidden prophecy!' She thought sadly, remembering the awful prophecy- 'When kits who should have never been born come to the Clans, war will rise along with great darkess,' it had read. But prophecies were hard to understand. Maybe they didn't mean her's. Rashclaw padded through the bushes. He smiled as he saw her. "They're wonderful... I'll take them to Seahawk now!" Rashclaw purred. "Who?" Owlheart asked uncertainly. "Oh, sure, the cat's got temper, but she's a great mother in need of comfort. One of kits doesn't really think that she's their mother," Rashclaw meowed. 'And that's what my kits are going to think about me...' She shoved the thought away. They'd be fine and reunited one day, right? 'Right' She told herself, trying to stay calm. "Make sure they're safe, okay?" She whispered, giving the kits to her mate. "They shouldn't be here, so they need protection," She meowed worriedly. "Hush, hush, of course they'll get protection!" Rashclaw meowed. She took a deep breath. "Okay... goodbye kits..."
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"They shouldn't be here, so they need protection," Owlheart was meowing worriedly. 'I know!' Rashclaw thought, annoyed with her constant worrying. "Hush, hush, of course they'll get protection!" He confirmed. 'Because they're part of the prophecy! The Clans must be destroyed, and they must live' He added to himself. Owlheart took a deep breath. "Okay... Goodbye kits..." 'Finally! It's about time, you think?' He thought, gladly picking up the tiny bundles. "Ready?" He whispered through clenched teeth once they had set off. "To be a part of a forbidden prophecy? It'll be fun," Rashclaw promised. 'Fun...' He thought quietly.
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