Post by 《∞♛𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖♛∞》™ on Dec 18, 2016 19:16:29 GMT -11
History of the Clans (Shortened)
80 moons ago, The four origional clans, Thunderclan, Shadowclan, Riverclan, and Windclan, were taken down by ravaging twolegs and their dogs. The phenomenon drove the tiny amount of survivors from the new territory and far, far away while the lake was industrilized. Many, many moons passed as the cats travelled, and when they reached the new forest, and established themselves, they strayed away from their ancestors, becoming totally unique in their own ways. Taking over the territory around Great Bear Lake that consisted of moors and ravines, abandoned cities and meadows. The survivors clawed their way back into normal life, and, 80 moons after the clans had fallen, new clans rose again. They established themselves within the new territories they had discovered, cats preferring to stick to cities moving to Riftclan within the abandoned steel skyline, those preferring open spaces moving to the forest-protected meadows of Kestrelclan, Those preferring to get their pelts wet moved to the marshy bog territory of Pondclan, those preferring to feel the breeze across the open moor moving into Swiftclan territory, those with gifted jumping abilities and rough pads moved to the ravine where Skyclan territory was set up, those preferring to stick to the woods moved to the oak forests of Silverclan, and those who got tired of the clans moved to the tribes or the gang in the city next to Riftclan. Once the cats had divided among groups, six cats stepped up, a battle-worn tom named Rift took the city cats, a tiny shecat named Silver who stuck closely with her Thunderclan roots took the oak forests and their cats, a large white tom with blazing blue eyes named Sky lead the ravine-dwellers, a lean tabby shecat named Swift took to the moors with those who had chosen to follow her, a sleek blue-grey tom named Pond claimed to lead the water-cats, and a small tom named Kestrel took those who wished to stick to the meadows and grasslands. With leaders established, six new clans rose to reclaim the clan life that had been stolen from them. In the 80 long moons it took them to reestablish, however, they lost hope in Starclan, losing even the memory of the place. So the first medicine cats were visited by the souls of old fallen comrades, and they renamed the kingdom of stars Soulclan, having forgotten the old name. It has been 1 moon since then, and the clans are slowly raising their numbers as the seasons change.
80 moons ago, The four origional clans, Thunderclan, Shadowclan, Riverclan, and Windclan, were taken down by ravaging twolegs and their dogs. The phenomenon drove the tiny amount of survivors from the new territory and far, far away while the lake was industrilized. Many, many moons passed as the cats travelled, and when they reached the new forest, and established themselves, they strayed away from their ancestors, becoming totally unique in their own ways. Taking over the territory around Great Bear Lake that consisted of moors and ravines, abandoned cities and meadows. The survivors clawed their way back into normal life, and, 80 moons after the clans had fallen, new clans rose again. They established themselves within the new territories they had discovered, cats preferring to stick to cities moving to Riftclan within the abandoned steel skyline, those preferring open spaces moving to the forest-protected meadows of Kestrelclan, Those preferring to get their pelts wet moved to the marshy bog territory of Pondclan, those preferring to feel the breeze across the open moor moving into Swiftclan territory, those with gifted jumping abilities and rough pads moved to the ravine where Skyclan territory was set up, those preferring to stick to the woods moved to the oak forests of Silverclan, and those who got tired of the clans moved to the tribes or the gang in the city next to Riftclan. Once the cats had divided among groups, six cats stepped up, a battle-worn tom named Rift took the city cats, a tiny shecat named Silver who stuck closely with her Thunderclan roots took the oak forests and their cats, a large white tom with blazing blue eyes named Sky lead the ravine-dwellers, a lean tabby shecat named Swift took to the moors with those who had chosen to follow her, a sleek blue-grey tom named Pond claimed to lead the water-cats, and a small tom named Kestrel took those who wished to stick to the meadows and grasslands. With leaders established, six new clans rose to reclaim the clan life that had been stolen from them. In the 80 long moons it took them to reestablish, however, they lost hope in Starclan, losing even the memory of the place. So the first medicine cats were visited by the souls of old fallen comrades, and they renamed the kingdom of stars Soulclan, having forgotten the old name. It has been 1 moon since then, and the clans are slowly raising their numbers as the seasons change.
