SHALLOWS DEEP || A Clangen Story

- BEAUTIFUL COVER MADE
BY @hollyhockfang

Ficklestar paused at the edge of the clearing, looking back one last time. Her eyes met those of her former friends and allies, now betrayers. With a final, resolute nod, she turned away, leading her clan into the darkness. The TempestClan cats vanished into the night, their departure a somber echo that would linger long after the moon set. The other clans remained behind, their victory tainted by the bitter taste of what they had lost. Ficklestar led her clan through the forest, her heart heavy with the weight of what lay ahead. Every step was a reminder of the home they were leaving behind, every rustle of leaves a ghost of memories now out of reach. The shoreline awaited them, a barren land with no shelter and scarce prey. Yet in the face of such uncertainty, Ficklestar's resolve hardened. They would rebuild, they would endure. TempestClan would rise from the ashes, no matter the cost.