The Story of Montsoriu
One homeless cat. One legendary castle. A shared destiny.
Once upon a time, in a land of rugged crags and dense woods, of winding rivers and brief journeys, of small villages and not-so-small disputes, there stood an impregnable castle protecting viscounts, farmers, and villagers alike. It endured many battles until it eventually fell to the mightiest enemy of all: the passage of time.
Centuries passed. With each passing year, the castle grew older and older, losing its stones one by one. Its ancient walls — once home to the gossip of servants, the clamor of soldiers, and the plots of nobles — were now inhabited only by silence. In time, only the footsteps of the occasionally curious would echo through its ruins. Until one day, upon the mountain’s skirt where the castle rested, a kitten was abandoned to her fate.
This is her story. This is the story of Montsoriu.
Determined to Live
Weak, hurt, and lost in the dense woods under the shadow of the fortress, a hungry kitten hears strange footsteps echoing through the trees...