I know why you're here. JJ really screwed up, huh? And Kathleen Kennedy, and every other nerf-herder at Disney and Lucasfilm. What was the point of this whole trilogy again?That's where I come in.
"I don't live because I can't die, but because I feel chained to something on this world."
"Beware the Bloodmoon"In the shadowed heart of the forest, where moonlight dripped like blood from the leaves, a she-kit named Blood Moon was born. Her fur, a crimson blaze against the night, marked her as both an anomaly and an omen.Betrayed by her parents, she lay abandoned on the cold stone, her tiny form trembling. Willow Branch's silver gaze held sorrow, while Bracken Pelt's amber eyes flickered with fear. They whispered of curses and prophecies, of a destiny that would unravel their world.But Blood Moon was no ordinary kit. Her red pelt carried secrets-the echoes of forgotten moons and the weight of ancient promises. She would not fade into the shadows. Instead, she would rise, fueled by rage and hunger for retribution.Misery became her companion. She learned to survive, her claws sharpened by abandonment, her heart hardened by betrayal. The forest whispered its secrets to her-the rustle of leaves, the creaking of ancient trees. And in those whispers, she found her purpose.Murder followed her like a loyal shadow. Cats vanished-RiverClan warriors, rogues, and even StarClan's messengers. Blood Moon's path was painted in crimson, her vengeance swift and merciless. She left no witnesses, only rumors of a red-furred specter haunting the moonlit glades.Yet, amidst the darkness, there remained flickers of humanity. Her sister, Bright Eyes, watched from the edges, torn between loyalty and fear. Bracken Pelt, her father, wept for the daughter he had abandoned. Black Foot, her crush, sensed her presence in the moon's reflection on the river.And then there was Jay Flight, her best friend-a rogue with eyes like storm clouds. She understood her hunger for justice, her need to unravel the threads of fate. Together, they danced on the precipice of damnation, seeking answers in forbidden places.
Two years ago, we were at the launch of a women leadership development program that we were leading for a client. A senior leader from the organisation spoke about his hopes for the program and opened the floor for questions. A participant raised her hand and asked "Why do we need a women-only program? I'm a leader here and I'd like to be treated like all leaders are".To tell you a secret, this was a very live question for us at Navgati when we first started offering leadership development training programsfor women. We graduated from the discomfort of attending training in our own past corporate lives which were based on gender ("I'll attend one of these the day they launch a men-only training program" said one of us) to realising the transformational value that working in an all women group of leaders can offer.
Joe was 13 years old when he was caught upkirting at school. Not even in his wildest imagination could he have forseen how it was going to affect his life.
Inspired by the quote: "She danced into Hell and embraced him with open arms"Vignettes from the beginning of Persephone's reign as Queen of the Underworld. Likely to be edited and changed and reordered as I go.
Y/N Madison is the daughter of James Madison. So Thomas Jefferson has a big control on how her father reacts to guys you hang out with. But of course, that doesn't stop her from meeting and falling in love with Philip Hamilton. And better yet, Philip is part of one most hated families by Jefferson.
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