:: P U R E::
Prologue
It was a cold, windy day in the depths of Timelessclan. Snow was barricading from the fingers of the clouds, leaving every dent of the territory tinted with dustings of the fluffy, white, frozen liquid. One single tom was walking in the distance with the bridge of his nose tilted upward. He was a hunter, one who cared much for his clan and for his clan mates. However, things would change once one other got his paws strangled around the tom's morals; leaving him changed forever.
