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Prologue
I woke up to a banging on my front door. I yawned, stretched my paws and decided to answer it. My eyes stung from the brightness and my head seemed to work half as good as it should. A normal morning. My brown fur spotted with turquoise blobs looked like I just lost a fight with an angry raccoon, while falling into it's dumpster. I was not in the mood to be seen like this, but I had already procrastinated a minute or two away. I half hoped the mystery animal at the door got impatient and left, but with my luck I could bet my life that that didn't happen. My paw weak from the sudden wake grasped the handle, and opened the door. A burly tiger with a slate gray overcoat, a light gray undercoat, black stripes, and monochromatic gray armor, with a matching sword was on my doorstep. "What do you want." I groaned, hoping I could go back to bed, though I doubted I could go back to sleep until it was time to go to bed this night. He glared, obviously annoyed at the somewhat lazy attitude. "Come to the town square immediately." he said with a voice that reminded me of an old roman solder who would say like "For honor and glory!". He stepped off my porch and into Sarepia Forest. I slammed the door. For a minute I contemplated not going, I'd probably hear about it on the news. I leaned toward the book I was reading, then the masterpiece I was making, then my pet dog, SirDog, and my kitten, WhisperCat. But I knew I should go, I was going to the theater today with my friend anyway, I might as well get ready early. I padded back to my bedroom, combed my fur and got on my black knitted sweater, my blackout tail scarfs, my camera (Photography is fun!), and my white furry hat. I was satisfied with an outfit that would stand out from all the basic arctic wolves with spikes, worn blankets, flower crowns, fox hats, sunglasses, baseball caps, bow and arrows, elf bracelets, and elf tail armor, along with the other animals mimicking the same over-used style. It was my pride not to be one of those followers.