Post by Onyx on May 12, 2015 18:55:12 GMT -5
"Graytail, tell us the one about how the Clans came to be!"
"What, you want to hear that old tale again?"
Many young voices chime in, "Yes, yes Graytail, please..."
Many generations ago, cats and twolegs lived side by side on the island they called Haven, often sharing the same home. There was little need for hunting, and the cats were fat and lazy. They sat inside their shelters all day long, and were fed food pebbles by the twolegs.
"What, yuck!"
"Now hush, Ivykit, no interrupting!"
Then one Newleaf, a terrible storm struck the island, destroying their shelters and killing twolegs and cats alike. It raged on for almost half a moon; some cats were lost under fallen trees, some were lost due to starvation. When it was finally over, they emerged from underneath fallen debris, bruised and hungry, they didn't recognize their island anymore. The twolegs are said to have let out howls and shrieks like never heard before.
The twolegs didn't stay around very long after that; no cat knows where they went, nor do we miss them. It is rumored that they built a large wooden den out of the fallen trees, pushed it into the water, then went away in it. At first the cats were lost and scared, unsure of how to survive on their own, in a terrain that was now frightening to them. The ones that didn't adapt died, unable to find food or fend themselves from predators.
Immediately following the departure of the twolegs, it was chaos. Even though the island was a large one and the cats had fallen in numbers, there was great fighting between them. What to do now? How do we survive?
Following a particularly harsh battle, a trio of cats retreated into a cave halfway up a small mountain in the southeastern part of the island. There they slept by the pool of water created by a beautiful waterfall; when they awoke, they realized they had a shared dream. StarClan visited them in their dreams, telling them how to survive and what they needed to do next. These cats emerged from the cave with a plan, and shared their dream with everyone. Those cats were given the names Dawnstar, Shadowstar, and Miststar. As per the suggestions of StarClan, they split up the island into three territories, and all the cats separated into three Clans. Through the leaders, who were instructed to visit the waterfall, now named Falling Waters, StarClan gave them the warrior code, a ranking system, taught them how to hunt, and how to defend themselves.
"See kits, without StarClan, the cats would not be here today."
A beautiful tabby appeared in the entrance of the Elders den. "Come on, you three... but first, what do you say?"
"Thanks Graytail!"
