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The Tribe of Falling Stars

you climb one more hill, looking out among a vast territory. your paws tingle with the itch to run off, feeling wind in your fur and undergrowth brushing against your face. preparing to pounce, your body flattens to the ground, but before you can take a single step, a voice calls from above you. “hey, who goes there?” they say, before leaves rustle and a nimble feline drops to the ground with grace. “state your name, trespasser,” the feline, revealing themself to be a calico molly, orders. confusion laces your mind, but you answer anyways. “well then, welcome to the territory of the tribe of fallen stars. i am dappled wind, and i will escort you to meet the seer, clouded sky.” you try to protest, but the molly cuts you off. “you have no choice. you are in the territory of the tribe, now. clouded sky will decide what to do with you,” states the calico before she turns and begins to lead you towards a wall-like structure made of mud, twigs and stones.