"The girl glanced at the cello on the floor and its open case, then turned around and walked out of the room." This is not a story about me being depressed. Sure, I was a spoilt brat who gave up too early and never knew how to cope with her life, but this is a story about me learning to accept myself and live with who I am now.

"...before the new moon waxes, the rain will fall and the river will flood..." River Clan - loyal to the last, a River warrior never deserts their comrades. Rain Clan - relying on their team, Rain Clan fight together as a pack. Fang Clan - proud and aggressive, young Fangs are headstrong. Claw Clan - dark and power-hungry, Claw Clan won't make room for weakness. A war is raging over the loss of warriors to Fang Clan - one of the four Clans inhabiting Prásinos Isle, Bronze Age Greece. It's up to Miru - a young warrior of River Clan - to restore peace in her world, but a deadly prophecy from a long-lost relative threatens to destroy the bonds between her, her friends and her Clan...

It's not easy, telling everyone you have big ambitions when you know that really you want to live life your own way. All my life I've loved animals. But I had no choice. My mum's a materials engineer and my dad's a university lecturer. I'm going to go to uni, study maths or science then become a clever professional whatever. Can't I at least have a say in my own future? No, you must live up to your potential and earn lots of cash to send home to us. But everything changes when Abby's friend entrusts her with the care of nine kittens, the orphaned litter of a feral cat. Is this the way for her to follow her dream and become who she wants to be?