Description
||A warrior cats fan fiction based on a roleplay, many things are fabricated filler and may not be a correct representative of the characters.|| [As the sea swallows the earth, a promise shall usher in an age of sin and an age of death.] The four clans of a redwood valley have been prospering for generations, upholding the warrior code and living in general peace, until now, something dark is brewing, and the four clans may be at the center of it all. Rattail is a strong warrior, training his apprentice Halfpaw, despite his rogue beginnings he's treated kindly in Caveclan. He may be a bit prone to trouble, but he has a good heart and would never do anything malicious on purpose. After a particularly rough border skirmish with a seemingly starving Twigclan he's left to ponder if anything he's done is even worth it in the face of the warrior ancestors of Starclan. Is his work for his clan in vain when all of he opinions of Starclan are stacked against him? When he messes up once and suddenly he's condemned to pay for an accident? What will become of Caveclan when a prophecy sets up a rolling effect of torment and loss? What will become of the clans themselves? What blurs the line between outsiders and clan-born?
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