Seryllith_Orathe
The old Clans are gone. Once they roamed the forest in their thousands, guided by StarClan's light, until the last great battle with the Dark Forest consumed them all. In a single night of fire and fury, the warriors, their ancestors, and even the stars themselves vanished into silence.
But one kit survived. Found by a wandering loner and raised on scraps of ancient stories, that survivor grew into the founder of a new order - TwilightClan, built on the faith that the stars still burn and destiny has not yet faded. Now, three groups walk the land; divided by faith, sharpened by rivalry, and haunted by the same legacy.
The question is no longer whether the Clans will survive. It is whether they will endure each other long enough to face what is coming.