Chronicles of the Whisker Wars

Previously

…“We will not stand aside,” Lyra said, her voice, though small, carrying a newfound resolve. She felt a tremor of her own fear, a cold whisper questioning her own courage, but she pushed it down. She looked at the invaders, at her mother, and then back at the carvings, the ancient whispers of a forgotten beginning. The valley, once a sanctuary, now felt like the precipice of something vast and unknown, and the Whisker Wars, though unnamed, had just begun.