Embersoar tossed and turned on the wet, slippery tree branch she had chosen to sleep in as a refuge from Thornstar, who was surely hunting for her.
Slippery why?
There was something odd about that Silverteeth... Embersoar thought, shifting in her uncomfortable tree, prepared for another dreamless night.
Ya think???
Dreams were sent by the spirit prides.
We interrupt this program with a quick education on this fantasy world.
Happy, exiting, and fun dreams were sent by Skypride, and dark, scary, and disturbing dreams were the awful creations by Lavapride. Which meant Embersoar couldn't have any dreams.
But why?? Wouldn't SkyPride try to convert LavaPride cats to be good and vice versa? Like cat propaganda
Suddenly, Embersoar heard a whisper.
It wasn't like a cat whispering to her, but more like an enternal whisper that rang out in her mind.
The voices
The Light, the Dark, and the Living... the ancient balance that keeps all, is returning...
*Lowkey still proud of coming up with this*
Embersoar stiffened.
A prophecy...
About her...?
What gives you that idea?
Seriously it doesn't mention your name at all.
But if Thornstar was going to kill her, which he will... she knew it, then how would she ever be able to fufil it?
Suddenly, the mood of the story is abruptly changed with a new prophecy and also-
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Embersoar's Story #1: The Spark
By: Swagtastic98
Watch out for: Embersoar's Story #2: The Light, The Dark, And The Living
Huh??
That's an interesting way to end...
Welp, review on book two if coming up folks!
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