Many seasons ago, a flood rampaged through the forest, which was home to four Clans: ThunderClan, ShadowClan, RiverClan, and WindClan. In the end, it destroyed the entire forest, causing the Clans to get lost in the process. The Clans traveled to a far away land, away from all familiar areas. Many cats died on the journey, leaving just a pitiful few left. The few survivors became kittypets, rogues, or stayed as part of their Clan, trying to bring them back together. Eventually, the Clans true ancestry was lost beneath everything. No one could answer the question of who founded the original four Clans. The stories and tales of the "Old Life", when they lived peacefully in the forest were lost, the only things that remained were the names of the Clans. Everything seemed grim for the remaining Clan descendants. The Clans were just known as groups, nothing more and nothing less. But, hope shone through eventually, when four brave cats decided to finally restablish the Clans under new identities. The four cats went by the name of: Creek, Summit, Pine, and Dark. They gave names to the Clans once again, named after themselves and their territories, creating the Clans as we know them.
This is how it should be, and this is how it always will be.
SummitClan: These cats are considered to be descendants of WindClan, but some Clans consider them not one of the original four due to how they have changed. With lean bodies and thick fur, they have adapted from life on the moors to life on the mountains.
PineClan: These cats are considered to be the descendants of ThunderClan, they live in the thick forest where they use the undergrowth as an advantage. Their muscular shoulders make them excellent fighters.
DarkClan: These cats are considered to be the descendants of ShadowClan, but have adopted being quick instead of relying on brute strength to win their battles. Their teeth are known to be the sharpest in the world, while their territory, the darkest in the current lands.
CreekClan: These cats are considered to be the descendants of RiverClan, considered the most "pure" of all the Clans due to them being so alike to their ancestors. They are excellent swimmers, and take a lot of pride into their skills.
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This is the River. It splits the forest from the more barren landscape of the moores.
This is Jaxon. He is a very charming tom. He flirts with most mollies and is very smooth with words. Jax is incredibly talented at most things, but he can't climb very well, is a player, and doesn't have very good eyesight.
Jaxon sat by the riverbank and soaked up the sunshine. He had just eaten two fish and was ready to relax after a long, hard day of being amazing. He sighed, bored and wishing there was something to do. I wonder if I should find myself a new den... The tabby tom yawned before looking up at the sky. It was just after sun-high and he was already this bored. Nothing was fun anymore.
Post by LunaTheMoon on Nov 2, 2016 20:33:33 GMT -5
Bastet stopped at the bank of the river and she stared down at her reflection. The egyptian mau hissed and swatted at her reflection thinking she was ugly, when water splashed up at her face she jumped back and landed near a cat that she didn't reconize or knew was there. She stayed still as she could dazed from landing harshly onto her back. ☽ Ash ☾,
Jaxon hissed when he felt something mess up his fur, and immediately he jumped up to fix it. "What was that for you moron?!" Jaxon shifted his weight to move into an attacking stance. "Wh-" before he could continue, he was taken off guard by the opposing cats beauty, "why are you so striking? My name is Jaxon... You are..?" He slowly approached the still molly and completely changed his tone of voice.
Post by LunaTheMoon on Nov 4, 2016 21:54:43 GMT -5
Bastet looked at the cat named Jaxon surprised before getting up her huge collar slamming against her chest "I'm Bastet." she said. The egyptian mau was amused at his compliment "Thank you for the compliment." she added. Bastet shook herself trying to get the mud out of her fur with little success. ☽ Ash ☾, (I found what her collar necklace kind of looks like but it was made to fit her so its smaller of course, she had a horrible owner s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/89/70/90/897090ce4236461bd9536fd3de2f64e2.jpg)
Post by LunaTheMoon on Nov 4, 2016 22:07:01 GMT -5
Bastet looked down at the metal necklace around her neck "Glad you like it but even though it makes me look better it hurts horribly and even two-legs have tried to take it off me but its just stuck." she said. The egyptian mau molly motioned to the claw marks on the necklace "That is from many different cats." she explained. She remembered when a group of two-legs took her away from her old owner and tried to take the necklace off with their front paws but they failed and she escaped before they could do anything more to her. ☽ Ash ☾,
Jaxon frowned. "I wish I could take it off of you, then maybe we could keep it as a keepsake." He stressed the word we, as if suggesting something. Jax glanced at the molly, and then her collar. The loner could see the claw marks, and he personally wished that the marks didn't ruin the collar, but he understood why Bastet wanted it off.
Post by LunaTheMoon on Nov 4, 2016 22:42:11 GMT -5
Bastet sighed "Its ok I'm used to it I have had it on for most of my life now." she said "I guess it also helps with my look which is good." she added. The molly sat down and started to groom the mudd out of her fur she made a face of disgust as the taste of the mud hit her tongue. She spat and clawed at her tongue trying to get the taste out of her mouth. ☽ Ash ☾,
Jaxon swiftly began to groom Bastet for her, licking his paw and then rubbing off the mud. "You do look very nice with it." Jaxon shook his head as a clump of mud got stuck in between the pads of his paws. "Also, if you want to remove mud, lick your paw and then scrape it off. That way you dont have to taste it." He smiled once all the mud was off of the pretty molly. "All better."
Post by LunaTheMoon on Nov 4, 2016 23:12:11 GMT -5
Bastet purred as he groomed her "Thank you, you are nice for a wild cat." she said remembering a couple of toms she met when she first escaped into the wild she shivered when she thought about what they tried to do to her. "Lets just say that some toms don't know about manners." she said.
Post by LunaTheMoon on Nov 5, 2016 18:16:27 GMT -5
Bastet nodded but she looked down at her paws and unsheathed her claws and held them up for him to see "Yes but I don't want to break a claw I know that sounds petty but its true I have broken my claws countless times and it hurts horribly." she said. The molly was telling the truth when she was little she tried fighting her old owner whenever she tried to put stuff on her but after she broke her claws one to many times she stopped and gave up. (Its ok.)
Jaxon chuckled lightly at what Bastet had said. "If you used them more than maybe they would be stronger. I like to pick at things when I'm bored, so my claws have gotten pretty durable from all the bark and rocks I have picked at." The handsome tom yawned and glanced up at the moon. "It's getting pretty late. Do you have a den?"
Post by LunaTheMoon on Nov 5, 2016 18:24:09 GMT -5
Bastet shook her head "No I don't I have been too busy trying to keep my pelt from getting too messed up out here." she said truthfully she knew she might seem like a cat that only cared about looking good but that was just a habit she developed from how she was raised. The egyptian mau really wished she could be a true wild cat but most of the wild cats she ran into before that weren't obsessed with trying to become her mate said she was pathetic and that she would never make it long out in the wild.