Prologue[]
Shadows engulfed the stone cave. The air smelled moldy and the cold of the cave felt like it was freezing over.
It was such a miserable place to be, and that’s what made it a wonderful punishment.
Whenever a cat was exiled or banished, they were sent to that cave. They lived in almost complete isolation until they died, and even then they didn’t go to the afterlife.
Currently, the cave had two occupants, one was a pale ginger she-cat with yellow eyes, while the other was a white tom with beautiful blue eyes.
The white tom had been exiled for silently killing any of his Clanmates who stood in his way with deadly nightshade, while the ginger she-cat had tried to slaughter her enemy infront of her Clan leader.
But, both had one thing in common—their stories hadn’t been told—and they wanted that to happen.
Come, young warrior, as you learn the stories of the cats who didn’t deserve a happy ending.
Sandpelt’s story[]
Chapter 1[]
Wind ruffled my fur as I stood on the ledge of a rock, waiting. Creekpaw had promised that he’d hang out with me beside the Tall rock that was located close to DustClan camp.
I began to groom my fur as the wind refused to let me do so.