What Comes After…
Hello, readers! I have come to the conclusion that this fanfic needs a lot of rewriting, so I did just that! This does mean that I will be starting over with a new book and deleting this. Don't worry, though – everyone's ocs submitted to me via Private Messaging and the settler submissions in the reviews are all safe in my notes and will be used in the rewrite!
That being said, here is the new, full version of the blurb…
The Tribe of Clear Skies holds onto the Now. No turning heads to look back. As such, no one believes so much in their seniors - they are just old cats with fraying edges. They have no stars. They hold onto themselves, praying it'll be enough to save them from the cracking stones beneath them.
Sharp is the model Stone-Guard - self-reliant and strong. But her position holds no power, no worth. She is regarded as mindless and violence-loving along with her fellow Guards. Tensions arise, there are more fights than normal - she is forced to endure all this, this life she never asked for. All her life, the answers to all her problems she solved by herself. She is the key. She is the powerful one.
But when the skies grow darker and she is forced to walk under different heavens and in different paws, Sharp will have to understand at last sometimes the answers lie not with herself, but with the dust and the shadows.
Thank you, and I'll see you all in the rewrite!