Post by Sy on Jun 21, 2012 13:20:22 GMT -5
Bloodclan has won. Our clans have been torn to pieces. Trapped outside our homes what is left regroups under the Thunderclan warrior Sandstorm. Helped by a tribe far off our old borders we must begin to heal. We must begin to plan. How will we get our precious forest back once more? Perhaps our friends will help us, if they can stop their arguing for just a moment. But then maybe it will all come down to us. The survivors. We have no leader, no way to reach the moonstone and with only Littlecloud to heal us what hope can we hold? Starclan is silent, and we are alone in our shattered world. We are Lionclan, and in our pain we will grow strong or die.