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Post by Koko on Dec 26, 2008 11:06:08 GMT -8
b e c a u s e w a r r i o r s a r e f r e e f r o m a l l
Not even the oldest elders of ThunderClan remember it, but there was a time before the days of Bluestar – a rare time of peace. The forest was flourishing, and no clan was short of fresh-kill. Inter-clan squabbles were hardly rearing their ugly heads, except for the brief yet inevitable fights over borders. The natural cycle of life was taking place as kits were born and elders passed away to walk in the heavens with StarClan.
Each cat in every clan is content with the current situation – nobody wants to stir up trouble by pointing out each thing that could go wrong. From the sunny glades of ThunderClan to the foggy marshes of ShadowClan, even the youngest kit agrees with the unspoken rule to not wreak havoc when it is not necessary.
There was one elder, however, that could sense an air of foreboding in the wind. Her ears, blessed by StarClan, could feel the tremors of change in the forest. Although there were not any drastic disasters, something was different. She didn’t dismiss these feelings, but she still didn’t report them to a leader or medicine cat who would probably scoff at her.
She is prepared for change, but that is not the question at hand. For it is only important that the leaders can guide their clans to grow with the forest and face danger with bravery. Warriors are free – as long as they take the steps to keep it that way.
• active members and staff. (moderators and administrators) • constantly changing mini plots that allow members to design their own ideas. • semi-literate, but all levels of roleplayers are welcomed.
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