I guess the Void has always been dangerous, but not as dangerous as it is about to be become.

A while ago, a cruel leader who ruled over the LandCats made a law; no cat is allowed to be mates with another cat from another breed. And, cats who already had mates with other groups, they were shunned upon. Their kits were shamed. This made the different groups hate each other.

But something is coming, something more dangerous than a fight over territory.

Every one thousand years, there is a blood moon that shines it's horrible light on the Void. This tears the veil. The veil between the world of the living, and the world of the dead. The dead cats, can enter the world they once roamed. This time is called Hallow's Eve. 

There are two types of spirits; the Light and the Dark. As you can probably tell, we living cats, don't want the Dark Spirits here. Their leader, an evil cat named Rigor Mortis, has planned his attack for centuries. He will enter the world, and kill all who roam it. Just one touch of his paw, will turn a cat's spirit evil, into one of his Shades.

Now, a few moons ago, a LandCat she-cat had three kits. All toms. She knew these kits would be part of the fate of the Void. A Light Spirit told her to separate them. Give the one with feathered wings to his father, the one with bat like-wings was to stay with her, and the one with turquoise eyes is to go to the orphanage. 

Maybe, she should have followed her heart, which told her to keep her kits, or maybe not. The choice is yours. All we know is, these three toms, plus a few others, may or may not be enough to save the Void from death.

My name is Fallow. I was the kit with bat-like wings, and this is my tale.

:3 Go read it, you know you want to :3