The Clans are in a state of distress. With LeafClan and WaveClan on the brink of war, DarkClan suffering from carrion brought diseases and StoneClan's jagged cliffs being the only barrier between the Clan land and a pack of bloodthirsty rogues, the cats are beginning to feel the tension. However, the Clan's don't realize just how severe of a threat the rogues are. These blood thirsty cats have been gearing up for war. The rogue rebellion has been recruiting cats, and soon their territory will not have enough fresh kill to feed them all.
A prophecy has been foretold, but will the puzzle be solved before it's too late?
A Storm will decend upon the lands, And fear will grip all four lands.
Blood will stain the stone land red, Their lust for anguish never ends.
Personal quarrels must be cast aside, Four must become one if you wish to survive.
The fate of the Clan's rests in your paws, Follow the Raven, or feel savage claws.