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Post by Pepper on Jul 22, 2009 12:45:07 GMT -5
Many moons ago, a message came to the medicine cats of four Clans: FireClan, ForestClan, IceClan, and MountainClan. The message was very firm and very clear.
"The ones I name to you must leave your Clan.
They must leave, and they can never return.
They will find new territories,
They will form new Clans,
and they will never come back."
Those were the words spoken to the medicine cats, and along with those words were four different lists for each Clan. Six cats from each Clan, including the current deputies and medicine cats, as well as four of the strongest warriors--two toms and two she-cats. No apprentices, and no elders. StarClan sent six cats from each Clan, twenty-four in all, away from the Clans, never to return home again.
For many moons they have traveled, and now the twenty-four cats have reached a good land for their new home. They have each claimed a camp and one piece of territory, but there are plenty of unclaimed lands that will have to be divided among the four new Clans -- AshClan, TimberClan, ShardClan, and CragClan.
The deputies will have to be made into leaders and gain their nine lives. A regular warrior will have to be promoted to deputy. The medicine cat apprentices must become full medicine cats, and the three remaining warriors must defend and hunt for their Clan. There are no apprentices, no kits, and no elders.
These new Clans must start over completely.
So now you've heard the Clans' story. Now it is up to you -- yes, you and perhaps only you -- to shape these Clans' futures, for what is to come might be what could be the most dangerous part of it all.
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