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Many, many moons after the five original clans had finally fallen, a new clan rises among the old territories. This clan is Ridgeclan. It's brutal leader outstretched this territory, swallowing what remained of the old clans. All is well in the clan, that is, until a small kit was born. This kit is named Elderkit, and he is set to help his clan survive a terrible storm that's about to rage among them. As he grows, he realizes his place in the clan, and the prophecy set before him. He journeys across the large open lands of what used to be homes of their ancestors, searching for the cure. He gathers help from a few new allies throughout his journey, and soon, finds the cure to this storm, but what if it's too late? What if he can't do it all in time? Find out for yourself, and follow his journey.
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