Nightstar's Crown
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"Blood is nothing-" he began.
"Blood is everything!" The russet underfur rippled beneath her dark coat, briefly flashing into view as she whirled on him, going nose to nose with a hard stare into his own vibrant green eyes. "To everyone..."
Nightrose; half RiverClan and half ShadowClan, born in the latter. Raised by a harsh, cruel mother, she's plagued by the torment of her clanmates reminding her of her half-bloodedness. But when an incident happens involving the exile of her mother, Nightrose is faced with a difficult choice, and must hide the truth from those she's loyal to.
*Nightrose is my original character; you can see more of her on my IG art account, TheTigerPurr!
Jan 10, 2021 - #1 Cat Story
i'm not sure when this happened but thank y'all so much for the love and interest on this 🖤
Mar 13, 2022 - Updated & Revised
fixed some typos & grammar mistakes; added new scenes in nearly every chapter; moved one scene around. Playlist needs to be updated still but the story is overall is a little more closer to accurate.
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