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| - Water. Earth. Fire. And Air. My grandmother, Mistwhisker used to tell me stories about the old moons, a time of peace, when the Avatar, the bridge between our world and StarClan, kept balance between the four Clans. WaterClan, EarthClan, FireClan, and AirClan. But that all changed, when FireClan attacked. Only the Avatar, master of all four powers could stop him. The Avatar alone had the power to Waterbend, Earthbend, Firebend, and Airbend. But when the Clans needed him most, he vanished.
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| - Water. Earth. Fire. And Air. My grandmother, Mistwhisker used to tell me stories about the old moons, a time of peace, when the Avatar, the bridge between our world and StarClan, kept balance between the four Clans. WaterClan, EarthClan, FireClan, and AirClan. But that all changed, when FireClan attacked. Only the Avatar, master of all four powers could stop him. The Avatar alone had the power to Waterbend, Earthbend, Firebend, and Airbend. But when the Clans needed him most, he vanished. Four-Hundred seasons have past and the war still rages on and FireClan is nearly reaching victory. About twenty-four moons ago, my father, Icestar, leader of Southern WaterClan, my home, left with his deputy Hailstorm and the toms of the Clan left for EarthClan far away across the ocean, to fight FireClan, leaving me and my brother, Tigerpaw to take care of our Clan. Some believe that the Avatar was never reincarnated in AirClan and that the Avatar Cycle was broken. But I never lost hope. I still believe that somehow, somewhere, the Avatar is still out there, and will return to save the world.
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