the blood that binds us || warrior cats fanfic

the blood that binds us || warrior cats fanfic

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Leader of his clan- respected and admired- Lionstar had everything a cat could want. Still, at the end of the day, what mattered to him most was his family; he seemed to love them more than life itself. Above all else, he'd do anything it'd take to keep them safe. In turn, when his lifelong mate falls ill, he goes into madness. Grasping to preserve the perfect family he once had, the leader is willing to make risky decisions. Drastic decisions. . . . a story of love, loss, obsession, and doing anything for the ones you care about.
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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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