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Welcome to The Lost Clans. Beware where you put your paws, wanderer, for this is not your normal Clan. We are literate. We are respectful. We do not tolerate idleness. Play as a cat, dog, or fox in the Downtown as they face off for dominace. Feel the turmoil as the Monarchy to the east is split in two. Join the Shadow Cats as they quest for revenge and glory.
An uneasy silence has settled over the ShadowCats and noone knows what it means. Spring had begun, but it may as well be winter. And winter is what lies in the hearts of so many of the cats. As water becomes scarcer and scarcer in the desert, the forest cats of the lower level fear the coming flood as ice piles up on ice. Oblvious to the distress of the other Clans, the two dark leaders plot with one another. An uneasy alliance that sets another on edge...
The DownTown is in turmoil as the cats and foxes face off more than once, the dags barking at eachother from allyways.
Far to the East the Monarchy remains in blissfull ignorance as all the hate and turmoil of the onsetting wars heads to their doorsteps.
...I was never gone. I will never be gone.
Forget me and you will remeber soon enough.
Laughter dies in the trees.
The night born again.
season: Early Spring
temperature: 20-30 F daytime. -10-0 F night
weather: The thaw has still not arrived, cutting off water suplies in the desert. In the other clans water is still aplenty. A dry sun shines over Uptown and Downtown lending the animals there some much needed warmth. There is no shortage of dew in the mornings and the night drops to below zero temperatures offsetting the thaw even longer.
Joined: Jan 2007 Gender: Female Posts: 31 Karma: 0
Re: Moon's escape « Result #1 on Sept 18, 2008, 6:52pm »
A yawn split her jaws apart. There was nothing to do ever. She didn't have friends. She didn't have a mate. And she didn't want eigther of the prior. Maybe I should go to LostClan... Or FireClan. She laughed outloud at her own stupidity. No one would want to go to eigther of those clans without good reason. And no one had in the past hundered moons. How the two clans kept alive, she didn't know. And never would. Sighing, she slipped into the cold water shivering at the touch. ForestClan cats didn't swim much. That was for the vicious FireClan. They needed the water to launch their suprise attacks. Not that seeing a cat walking down the gorge was much of a suprise.
Joined: Jan 2007 Gender: Female Posts: 31 Karma: 0
Moon's escape « Result #2 on Sept 16, 2007, 7:58pm »
The moon was bright as Moondrop silently sat near the falls her golden fur bathed in silver. She was happy in ForestClan, but sometimes the perfectness of her clanmates bugged her. She was the solitary sort with an occasional dark side. Her tongue was sharp and she had a mind of her own. All the others were goody-goodies who did everything right, never reprimanded a ruler and always followed directions down to a "T". Moondrop shook her head and sighed, dipping her tail in and out of the water.