Post by lozi on Jul 30, 2016 7:29:41 GMT -5
"Gather around kits, and listen close, if you wish to hear a tale of our great Clan, ThunderClan.
Long, long ago, there was a land of moorland, dense woodland, and tumbling rivers, untamed as the Dark Forest itself. Cats were drawn by the promise of a better life in these territories, with more food, and territory to call their own. They lived in small groups, but not Clans just yet. There were no rules, just madness, and constant conflict. On a night of the full moon, the cats met at four great oaks called the Fourtrees. They fought over stolen prey, until the ground was slick with blood. Friends turned upon each other, and kin killed kin.
When they awoke, they were horrified by what they had done, and knew that the fighting must end. The spirits of the fallen gave them a message. "Unite or die." So four cats, Shadow, River, Wind, and Thunder each took cats of their own to the separate parts of the land. They agreed to live by a Warrior Code, and to meet once a month at the Fourtrees. They set borders of territories down, and agreed to not cross them without proper reason. Peace settled over the Clans.
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But that was not for long. Many, many moons later, twolegs began to invade on their territory, destroying all in their path. The cats were forced to flee the land that they knew and loved, and were led by cats of prophecy to a new, promised land. Once again, they divided up their land. Peace was theirs."
~Pebblefrost (Deceased)
Long, long ago, there was a land of moorland, dense woodland, and tumbling rivers, untamed as the Dark Forest itself. Cats were drawn by the promise of a better life in these territories, with more food, and territory to call their own. They lived in small groups, but not Clans just yet. There were no rules, just madness, and constant conflict. On a night of the full moon, the cats met at four great oaks called the Fourtrees. They fought over stolen prey, until the ground was slick with blood. Friends turned upon each other, and kin killed kin.
When they awoke, they were horrified by what they had done, and knew that the fighting must end. The spirits of the fallen gave them a message. "Unite or die." So four cats, Shadow, River, Wind, and Thunder each took cats of their own to the separate parts of the land. They agreed to live by a Warrior Code, and to meet once a month at the Fourtrees. They set borders of territories down, and agreed to not cross them without proper reason. Peace settled over the Clans.
<><><>
But that was not for long. Many, many moons later, twolegs began to invade on their territory, destroying all in their path. The cats were forced to flee the land that they knew and loved, and were led by cats of prophecy to a new, promised land. Once again, they divided up their land. Peace was theirs."
~Pebblefrost (Deceased)
