⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ "𝒜𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓇𝓀𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝓇𝒾𝓈𝑒𝓈, 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓈𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝑜𝑜𝓃 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓈𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝒹𝑜𝓌𝓈 𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑔𝓇𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹." ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ ⋇ Little Frostkit couldn't have known she was the one in the super-mysterious-cryptic prophecy that every single cat was freaking out about. Like, what darkness? What shadows? But as Frostkit grows older, she begins to understand the prophecy more. Eventually, tensions between MountainClan and SnowClan grow and grow, until they are at the verge of war. How can such a small kit save her clan? Would Frostkit save herself, fleeing into the unknown, or risking her life to save her clan, friends, and family? Which path would she take? The long and dark one that ends in shadows? Or the one that's short but bright one that ends in light? ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Alliances coming out when the book is finished due to the fact that I'll be adding more characters