Post by Fallen on Sept 18, 2011 14:08:14 GMT -6
. ( absolution ) .
. the beginning of our new lives .
. the beginning of our new lives .
We have had three homes: one forest, one water... and now, for generations, one a balance of the two.
Why did we move? An earthquake shattered everything we once held dear. Forced to move, all four clans travelled far from their homes, through forests and field, Twolegplace and treacherous cliffs, to this new land. These new forests are so free of Twolegs and strange cats that not even the elders, muttering at their final move, could object. It is perfect. We lasted for over two hundred moons without change.
Now? Strange things are happening under the leaders' wary eyes.
This may be our home, and we may have always had the old ways... but change is coming. However small, however slight. Cats of each Clan are waking up in the morning with strange thoughts in their heads. ThunderClan kits are chewing the medicine cat's plants into a paste and 'painting' all over the forest. RiverClan apprentices are discovering obsidian on their territory and using the black glass to carve strange and beautiful designs across the camp. WindClan queens are opening their voices to speak and singing sweet and wonderful, wordless melodies that they cannot explain. Some ShadowClan warriors are finding obsidian, oak, tendons of prey and are crafting strange and foreign implements... 'Weapons', they call them.
The four clans have lasted too long for change not to come eventually, but no-one ever thought it would happen this suddenly, or like this. The leaders are suspicious; the medicine cats aren't hearing from StarClan. What's going on? What's happening to this safe, beautiful home of theirs?
Something's going on... And its source is older than even the Clans can suspect.
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