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𝕰𝔜𝔈𝔖 𝔒𝔉 𝔗ℌ𝔈 𝕾𝔈𝔈ℜ . DESCRIPTION.
𝕬equorealclan, 𝕸arcidclan, 𝖁ulgarisclan and 𝕬srarclan are the four clans that rule the lands.
𝕿he public light they proudly shine is only a mere peek into the shadows of hidden majesty, past glory, and secrets that swamp out everything you'll think you know about the clans.
𝕿heir past being hidden behind flaunted Traditions, their present hollowed through the cats that live there to this day.
𝕿heir future cradled in the paws of their Fatespeakers and Medicine Cats, and their deaths ticking at the patience of the things they call 'Saviors.'
.|. .l. ᴍAIN ᴄLAN .l. .|.
^ 𝕬srarclan is the clan of blooming secrets, traditions, and a different belief. Though they don't isolate themselves from the other clans, they see their 'Savior' differently. Whatever it really is.
𝕱𝕬𝕿𝕰.
𝕯aisykit was a senseless kit that wouldn't mind the life out of her cozy kit-hood just yet.
She doesn't care, doesn't know, and doesn't pay attention the activities that rage from the other side of the Nursery's secured wall.
But what happens as she finally gets up, shakes her fur out, and walks past the wall?
The thing that swipes at her, grazes her fur, and its name is 𝕱𝕬𝕿𝕰?
As she walks through life, life phases through her like it doesn't care. She's face with challenges of trust, loses, and mysteries that bow before her as if she's the essence of mystique. But that's not even close to her worries.
And a prophecy emerges, never once buried, but it's background so powerful, ancient, and pristine, it's simplified to the minimum, with the words still as dark as the middle must night.
As black as the reverse morning star,
And as bleek as the beginning of the clans.
.𝛵𝛨𝛴 𝐶𝛩𝛱𝐶𝛴𝛲𝛵 𝛩𝐹 𝛵𝛪𝛺𝛴.
(Story is inspired after the series WARRIOR CATS. ALL CREDITS OF THEIR IDEA GOES TO THEM, BUT THIS IS A O