"There will be four, born of abhor, who hold the power of the stars in their paws." The Clans hang in a hazy balance; placing their existence on an ever-evolving code and the natural world that shapes them. Leaf-bare and greenleaf, hunter and hunted, life and death. Goodness and evil. There is always a balance. But...
ShadowClan has never faced such an awful leaf-bare. But now, cats are starving and falling dead to a new illness. Desperate to survive this all and figure out what is happening, the ShadowClan medicine cat known as Hemlockfoot resorts to eating his own Clanmates to survive. • • • - Cover photography by Dina Nasyrovs o...
A sickness - like a mere case of the chills or a minor whitecough in a patient - is often something a medicine cat can easily fix, with some leafy catmint or perhaps a pawful of feverfew. It is vanquished effortlessly, and the illness is gone. It does not come back unless someone receives it again. But when the Cl...
Sealshadow has always been different from her clanmates. She's quiet, and is terrible with social interaction. Even with all of her wonderful qualities; her clanmates can't see past her flaws and avoid her. All she can do is stick to the shadows, and watch from afar. When the clan accepts a new stray, known as Calla...
Cottonkit was born dead. He never even got to take his first breath. As is the protocol for all stillborn kit death, StarClan tasks this tiny tom with watching over a living Clan cat: Acaciakit. Aging alongside this fiery she-cat, Cottonkit must watch her grow through life and try to help his living counterpart from s...