Damick Publications

Look, I didn’t ask to be destined for greatness. I’m just a small tiger cub. All I’ve got is an annoying sister (go figure) and a prophecy as a form of proof that my life’s never gonna be normal.

My first step in saving the world is to detain the commander of the snake I’m supposed to defeat. This commander may wipe out a tribe that’s essential in the final war. My job is to save these guys. I have the extra weight of the whole ecosystem’s walnut supply- like I’m not under enough pressure. Now, all I can do is pray that this commander doesn’t wipe me and my sister out of existence.