Post by Berry on Nov 8, 2008 9:52:39 GMT -5
We Were Forgotten Until Now
Long ago, cats roamed the forest, wild and unbound by rules or a code. Many cats would be injured, terrified, or even killed. It was a game of survival, territory meant nothing. Cats hunted and traveled wherever they pleased all over the forest, which would result in harm and fights. Almost every cat bore scars and niches from a fight. There was only one exception for not harming a cat. That was if it was a she-cat that was pregnant, had kits, or if the cat was a kit. The forest was wild, and it seemed like nothing would end the terror or death that occured daily.
But then, five cats arrived in the forest. They bore the names of Thunder, Shadow, River, Wind, and Sky. They told great news of how the cats needed to join others that had similiar features and make five seperate Clans, each to be leaded by one of the five new cats. The wild feline were reluctant at first, but finally agreed. The five Clans were named after their leaders: ThunderClan, RiverClan, ShadowClan, WindClan, and SkyClan. There was another Clan, StarClan, that walked the skies above them. These were the Clans ancestors that gave them guidance and help when needed. The five Clans each claimed seperate parts of the fores that fit them best: RiverClan got the territory next to the river, ShadowClan got the marshes, WindClan recieved the moor, ThunderClan recieved the deciduous trees, and SkyClan recieved the pine trees.
It took awhile for the cats to become accustomed. Each Clan consisted of a leader, deputy, medicine cat, warriors, apprentices, queens, kits, and elders. The warrior code was what held the Clans together, to keep them from becoming wild once again. Everything went fine until the Twolegs began destroying SkyClan's territory. The built nests, and the Clan was forced from their home. None of the other four Clans would help, so SkyClan set off along the river to find a new Clan. Nobody aw them again.
Many seasons later, Twoleg problems occured once more. They began tearing away at each Clan's territory, until cats were captured or dying from hunger. The Clans had to move, but where? And they couldn't leave without their Clanmates. Luckily, they found a small Twoleg nest where the captive cats were stored. They were freed and returned to their Clans, from where the four became one, for a long journey.
Th Clans trekked across Thunderpaths and mountains until they reached a large lake with an island not to far from the shore on one side. It seemed to be broken into four parts: hills, rivers, pine trees, and deciduous trees. The Clans moved onto the new territories: WindClan getting the hills, ShadowClan claiming the pine trees, ThunderClan recieved the deciduous forest, and RiverClan got the river land. They were happy, and found new sacred StarClan places. Everyone was happy until people started not caring, the Clans being forgotten.
Will You Remember?