There they are! Four war ready children to steal!

Spottedleaf: Hey there!

Clawface: AH!

Oh good, I killed her.

Oh no, she's hot.

Spottedleaf: Oh no! I'm dead!

Oh sweet, I'm hot!

Hey StarClan! Guess who died young?

StarClan Cat A: Everyone's young in StarClan.

StarClan Cat B: And if you're a kit, you never grow old and are forced to be a child forever.

Spottedleaf: This isn't gonna work...

Ooooh, there we go!

Firepaw: Hello? StarClan?

Spottedleaf: Hey, Firepaw!

Firepaw: Oh, Spottedleaf! Are you here to tell me who killed you?

Spottedleaf: Uh, no. Why would I do that?

Fireheart: Spottedleaf? Spottedleaf?

Spottedleaf: Here I am, Fireheart!

You wanted to see me?

Fireheart: Well, Bluestar's been acting funny and I'm not sure what to do.

Spottedleaf: Who's this Bluestar?

Fireheart: Uh, your leader? You've known her like, your whole life.

Spottedleaf: Right! Right...

You wanna smell my fur?

Fireheart: Uh...

Heck yes!

Hmm...

Spottedleaf: What's wrong, Firestar?

Firestar: I think Sandstorm is upset with me for not bringing her along.

Spottedleaf: Oh no!

That's your apprentice, right?

Firestar: Yeah, yeah! My apprentice! Totally!

Spottedleaf: Ahaha! That's good, because for a second there, I thought you might be talking about

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Spottedleaf: Greetings, it's me, your beautiful ghost wife.

Leafpaw: A ghost wife? For me?

Spottedleaf: Wait. Where's Firestar?

Leafpaw: You smell pretttyyyy!

Anyways, Firestar can't even be here because he's busy helping

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