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Post by Silky on May 27, 2009 10:08:16 GMT -5
FireClan
They used to be something insignificant, unnoticed, until now. They drove the four clans from the lush forest territory, and claimed the land for themselves. However, when sending a cat to see where they had ended up, Redeyes, the leader, was enraged to find they had found a new home.
He moved the headquarters of his clan, to the half abandoned twoleg conurbation not far from the new territories of the lake. Now, FireClan travels to the lake territory to steal food, but, when found out and confronted, Redeyes acts the innocent, and scolds those who trespassed.
Eventually, Crueleye, the deputy, takes some strong toms to the clans, keeping an eye out for any lone she-cats. When they find them, they are raped, and when the kits are born, stolen and raised in FireClan.
In ShadowClan, Crowstar is growing feebler with every passing day. He has been hit by an unknown illness, which, to kittypets, is called Feline Leukemia. There is no cure for this, only for Crowstar to wither away and die. He lost his only daughter, Dustpaw, to FireClan a few moons earlier, and now she serves as a harem along with the ThunderClan cat Dusky. Sandfire retired to the elders den due to a horrific injury, and her young, inexperienced apprentice, Ashenanarchy, is left to care for the clan. Poppyclaw, a loyal warrior and mate to Crowstar is expecting another litter, but doesn't know the significance behind these kits. Shadewing and Drydusk are still on glaring terms, since Shadewing was elected deputy, with Firepaw stuck in the middle, trying to quell the anger and the fire raging through the clan.
RiverClan isn't doing so well either. Drowningstar was struck with a high fever, just like the disease in the old territory. Deadfoot is doing all he can to cure Drowningstar, but as the herb for the cure is so far away, he cannot trek that far, not with his foot. Milkydew, the naive deputy, is so close to becoming leader he can feel it in his bones. He is now split from his beautiful, but against the warrior code mate, Destinycall. His daughter, Currentpaw, is suspecting something, and is beginning to dig deeper into her history. Mudpaw is becoming more explorative, and revealing things he would never have known to exist, and is very close to discovering his 'fathers' mate, Milkydew being the one who he thought was his father.
Thunderclan is probably the most well off of the clans. Patchstar is back up and at 'em, but the recent loss of Robinleaf, the deputy, has hit hard, especially on Dapplecloud, his mate. She nearly miscarried her kits, and they are very late, and should have been born moons ago. Burningflame suspects the kits are all dead, and are attached to Dapplecloud like parasites. Dapplecloud will never be a warrior again. Silktail is fearful for her friend, Destinycall, who seems to be ever more sighing and sad. She was split from her mate, Milkydew, and fears the worst. Blossomingpaw is beginning to become suspiscious of her mother, and is digging further than any cat has gone before. Dusky, one of the top food providers in the clan, was caught by a FireClan patrol back in the old forest, and the fresh-kill pile is stocked with less birds and squirrels. Patchstar is beginning to feel something for one of the she-cats in the clan, the one and only Troubleseeker, who unfortunately, is tangled up in so many matters.
WindClan's leader, Twilightstar, was attacked by a wolf whilst on a lone hunting patrol, and now Starclan have told her she will be murdered by one in her own clan. Who? She was not told. Silvertongue's remaining kits, Hidekit, Flowerkit and Daisykit were all made apprentices, and Leafsong remains strong in her position of WindClan Medicine Cat, despite not being all that knowleagable in the herbs region of things. The elders keep saying that Nightfire will make a brilliant leader, because what came from Twilightstar is always great, but some cats are skeptic, and Gladefeet believes that Snowpatch is still alive, lost in the mountains, and she is being driven mad by the guilt of the grumpy old she-cat hanging over her head.
Will you join the leaders of Thunder, Wind, Shadow and River to save the clans, or will you be a cat that shall rise from the ashes after the fire tears apart the clans?
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