PrologueWater clouded Ferone's eyes, he felt himself being dragged by the current of water, rays of light beamed down on him, it felt as if that was the last he was going to see. He held out his paws in front of him, they were merely silhouettes in the darkness of the stream.
He heard mocking laughing and gloating as if Ferone had just lost the battle of his life. "Given up - cub?" The same voice taunted. The words were a blur in his ears, but he heard them, despite being dragged deep down beneath the stream.
'What's happening? Why do I feel so let down?' Ferone thought to himself. He had no clue of what was happening around him, he felt overwhelmingly discouraged. 'My lungs can not take it... How can I stop my suffering?...'