Wildfire. Part One Of Four
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Last published Tue, Jul 27, 2021
This is also similar to warriors so if you're looking for a wc fanfic but something different, this is the story for you :D
A fantasy story based around tigers (with horns) that live in a crumbling and corrupting world. A storm looms far away but gets closer with each passing day. At the peak of the tallest mountain, there is a tunnel that leads to a place of peace and warmth. However, not everyone has managed to reach the peak. The tigers have split themselves into hundreds of groups known as streaks (a streak is what a group of tigers is called). Each streak battles for a higher position, hoping to get close enough to climb through. Shoreline is a young tigress that has found herself chased away from her home, and now is forced to create a streak of her own and hope to escape without her family home's safe walls. However, a dark shadow fills with jealousy and rage and hopes to crush her. Will Shoreline fall to the storm, or her mysterious ghost?
Extra notes: Due to the world being corrupted, some tigers have also become corrupted. These tigers are stronger, but are also dangerous, as they have the potential to wreck havoc. They are recognizable by their desaturated coats and hollowed out eyes.
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