"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...
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...