Post by FCNH Staff on Jul 1, 2014 7:09:24 GMT -6
A small band of cats gathered on the long rock, gutting out over a lake. "We can't survive alone" said a former kittypet, "We must unite!" he insisted. "I agree" Said an old cat with a kinked tail and gray muzzle. "But many of us have battled and learned to hate eachother." He meowed, "We should have four groups." A bright light shone down from the stars onto a cat name Shine as he declared himself leader of the first Clan, ShineClan. The light flashed bronze when BronzeClan was made, then silver for SilverClan, and gold for GoldClan. Each cat promised to meet eachother on the full moons. They slowly set up a code, a way of living.
Before the clans were fully made, Shine and Bronze died. Their best friends were made leader.
Now, each of the clans lived in a different place, in the North, lived BronzeClan in the mountains with the hard claws and paws tough.
In the Northeast, sat GoldClan, living in the plain, faster then Rabbits, they are hard to catch, so they have a advantage in battle.
In the In the Southwest, sat ShineClan, with tall grass in ShineClan, they can jump really high to catch flying animals, mainly birds and other prey, they are able to jump very high
and last but not least, in the Northwest, sat SilverClan, surrounded by water, they are on a floating island that is connected by a tree to the main land.
Then meet in the middle of the lake where there is a island similar to SilverClan, but it is not, crossing with stepping stones, they sit here and speak out to the clans in a bunch of trees that make a whistling sound when wind goes through them, this is what they call the Whistling Oaks.
Now, each of the clans lived in a different place, in the North, lived BronzeClan in the mountains with the hard claws and paws tough.
In the Northeast, sat GoldClan, living in the plain, faster then Rabbits, they are hard to catch, so they have a advantage in battle.
In the In the Southwest, sat ShineClan, with tall grass in ShineClan, they can jump really high to catch flying animals, mainly birds and other prey, they are able to jump very high
and last but not least, in the Northwest, sat SilverClan, surrounded by water, they are on a floating island that is connected by a tree to the main land.
Then meet in the middle of the lake where there is a island similar to SilverClan, but it is not, crossing with stepping stones, they sit here and speak out to the clans in a bunch of trees that make a whistling sound when wind goes through them, this is what they call the Whistling Oaks.
The Clans lived many moons, times of peace, times of hardship, and times of battle came and went. Then one unexpected Leaf-fall, a large fire spread through the forest, destroying all the clan's camps, before Leaf-bare had came. Soon enough, Leaf-bare swept through, and the cats in the clan died. It is up to you to restore the former clan's glory, what will you decide.... Their fate is in your paws.....