&& little bit longer. a warriors rpg.

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Current plot:

It's strange, don't you think

Four Clans. Four destinies. Each group with different morals and beliefs, but all sharing one goal: surviving. ThunderClan, RiverClan, WindClan and ShadowClan are the results of four cats who wanted to live, through changes and destruction, who wanted to prosper to the fullest. Riverstar, Thunderstar, Windstar and Shadowstar were the first generations of cats who found StarClan, and named Cheshire, England their home.

But that was many moons ago.

Now their heirs, each the previous deputy to the four founders, realized that Cheshire was not suitable for any cat. Humans called Two-Legs were starting to move in on the quaint suburban, chasing out Clan cats and shooting at others. The time had come to move.

What started out with fifty cats per Clan shrunk to only a few remaining in each Clan. WindClan's leader, Flamingstar, had no cats left, and RiverClan's leader, Cloudystar, only had her deputy, Grayfur, alive. ShadowClan's previous deputy, Kestrelwing, had died a day after the arrival to White Hart Woods, leaving Silverstar with no one else. Things were looking grim for the four Clans.

After arriving to White Hart Woods, StarClan sent a message to Cloudystar, showing her which territories would be right for each Clan. Nevertheless, they were nothing like the lands they had at their old home. RiverClan was struggling by the River, trying to learn how to tame the rushing rapids. ThunderClan had been positioned near the Twolegs road, and Cherrystar was terrified other cats would be killed. WindClan had no protection up near the moor, for the land was flat and the only food available being rabbits.

ShadowClan was deeply mortified by the sudden change. While at Cheshire, they had lived near the sea, praying on trout and other fish. But in White Hart Woods, StarClan seemed to find them dangerous and left them a place that no cat should live in. The area was filled with radioactive toxic aste, trash lying everywhere. Their forest was pitch black, Silverstar not even being able to see in front of her. The catch was toad and rat, foods that the darker Clan would ever touch. Cats were getting sick, and the remaining ShadowClanners were dying off one by one.

In an effort to fix things, Flamingstar called upon the remaining Clans for a council, and received Cherrystar and Grayfur. The great tom would not tell much of what had happened to the femme RiverClan leader, replying that she had died a few days ago. As the warrior code stated, Grayfur was now the leader of RiverClan.

Flamingstar wanted to help ShadowClan, trying to convince the others to share land with them. Cherrystar had no real objections to this, but she did not trust Silverstar and asked if she could monitor the bi colored femme a bit.

Graystar refused with an outburst fit to kill a mouse. He retorted that he would never help Silverstar, for the two clans had a terrible history with one another. In a rush he left, and his stance was known.

What would become of ShadowClan?

that only time will tell?

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