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Something was happening. Cats all across the tribelands raised their heads to peer at the gray sky. Silver threads of light wove through the clouds, making some squint and others murmur. The clouds began to fracture, breaking apart and peeling away to reveal a nebulous sky. Those strands of silver light flowed through the sky, and when a gaze would follow them along their path, anyone would soon find that the threads were connected to the orbs in the sky. The threads connected the orbs to each other. A surge of energy poured through the threads and they grew, pulsing and expanding until, finally, they snapped. Light trickled from the edge