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Clover awoke to a bright and early morning and padded into the streets, searching for the familiar young Turkish Angora tom she had met the other day. She spotted him, but with another, light brown cat, waiting patently and conversing between one another. 'Who's that?' she though as she padded up to the two. Ques smiled as she padded up to them and he dipped his head in greeting.

"Morning. This is my leader, Ginger."

He introduced as she also dipped her head in greeting.

"I am pleased to meet you, young warrior. Have you made your decision?"

She asked softly, her warm voice seeming welcoming and kind. Clover nodded confidently, liking the sound of 'young warrior', and she gathered her confidence, rising to her paws.

"Yes, I have. I have chosen to join your clan and live as a forest cat."

She said confidently, smiling in satisfaction. She had a good feeling that it would be nice to live in the forest, surrounded by other cats. She saw Ginger smile warmly and nod.

"Good. Now, come. We will introduce you to the clan and make you a young warrior in training. Ques will be your mentor."

She explained before padding off into the forest. Clover liked the sound of that, being mentored by Ques. She followed Ginger with Ques by her side. She was introduced to the clan, and it was very thrilling. She lived in the clan for the rest of her life, and mated with Ques, later became leader, had four kittens, and died of old age.

Congrradulations! You made it to a nice, happy ending and you survived your great loss! Thanks to you Clover survived the wild and lived a happy life! Clover thanks you! Goodbye!