BirchClan's Haven ;; Swanpaw's Hope
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  • Parts 7
  • Time 34m
  • Reads 505
  • Votes 46
  • Parts 7
  • Time 34m
Ongoing, First published Jun 06, 2016
The four original clans have faded like mist in the wind. The only survivor of the time where StarClan ruled the sky and their descendants ruled the forest is an old queen, heavy with kits, only an apprentice when the rest of her kind died out. With the intent of carrying on that legend, the queen raised her two sons - Birchkit and Oakkit - with hopes of reviving the old clans; or, at least their memory. 

Moons and moons have passed, and BirchClan and OakClan thrive independently in between the trees their former leaders once owned. The clans are heavily populated, where camps are huge and cats are fed. But the distance between the clans heightens, with the new, young leader of OakClan taking in more territory for himself. Can BirchClan survive through the winter as food supplies fall short and the deputy dies mysteriously just as her kits open their eyes?

(I don't own Warriors - all credit to Erin Hunter, and credit for the cover is @poppytea)
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