Warriors: Northern Stars

Warriors: Northern Stars

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The warrior clans are finally at peace after the dark rule of Wolfstar. Scarlettstar is now leader of Featherclan, and it looks as if everything is well. But a dark time is fast approaching. In Featherclan, new warrior Looncloud struggles to find her place among her clanmates while in Fireclan Riverheart, son of clan deputy Leopardspot, longs for something more than what his clan offers. As cats begin mysteriously disappearing, former clan cat Iceshard begins to suspect a group of rogue cats just beyond clan borders is to blame. Can the clans learn to work together, or will they fall to this new threat?
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The Clans are progressively becoming a chaotic mess, and it's only a matter of time until the Clans buckle and fall, unless some cat can take hold of the reins and keep the Clans together, at least long enough for guidance from StarClan. Echoberry hopes and prays to her ancestors constantly, only wanting the best for every cat. Enough sorrow has already fallen upon ThunderClan. Swiftlake fears for the future of her Clan, knowing that if RiverClan has a shred of hope left, it fell on her and her alone. No matter how safe Roselight is, no matter how secure WindClan is, Roselight can't stop looking over her shoulder, fearing she'd see those cold, empty, yellow eyes once again.

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