The breeze whispers around the soaring trees, their branches intwined and woven around each other so tightly it appears like a den roof. The effect creates weird and terrifying shadows on the forest floor. The air is scented with a decay and damp odor.
This is where you will find me. You would find it had to find me as my smokey pelt blends into the bleak background. As I prowl amongst the mist-wrapped trees my amber eyes glow with hate, hungry for vengeance. But this isn't Starclan. This is the Place of No Stars. My name is Icemask.
Once I was flesh and blood like you.
Once I walked the paths that you walk.
Once I was a kit born and raised in the heart of the clan.
Once I was an apprentice learning to hunt and fight for my clan.
Once I was a warrior who mentored an apprentice of my own to protect his clan.
Once I aspired to become deputy to lead my clan.
But I failed.
This is why.
