Post by xx Angel on Apr 4, 2016 4:38:24 GMT -6
I'LL EDIT THIS LATER I'M TOO TIRED NOW
•BEGINNINGS•
Are Like A Story
at least for us
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Thousands of moons have passed since the first clans came into being. Cat's who made history such as Firestar are long forgotten, and through the ages many Warrior Ancestors have been lost altogether.
Through all the troubles the cats faced, few ancestors remained with them, and after being drive from home to home many times the ancestors granted the cats special abilities. Most were elemental, although other powers occurred. And with these powers the cats moved into a deserted land free of all twolegs.
They built upon this land, creating such diversity that no two-leg's dare step near it, protected by a force field their StarClan ancestors provide. As such there are no kittypets about, and the lands are strictly for the cats only. Split into four separate clans, each composed of certain elements. BlazeClan of fire. HollyClan of earth. GaleClan of air, and MistClan of water. The clans then created borders and made the lands into what they wanted.
StarClan would be ruled by Lightmaster, a cat of pureness and light. Cats who chose to walk a darker path went to a place simply called The Dark Forest, led by Darkmaster.
Before they were Lightmaster and Darkmaster, they were simply kits. At first the clans lived in bloodshed. They fought over borders and prey all the time. It was a time of chaos. Until a day, many, many moons ago, two couples bore three kits, two of which would change the clans forever. Lightkit and Brightkit of GaleClan, and Dark-kit of BlazeClan. All the kits were like any other, playful, but also very aware of their surroundings, in case of an attack.
They grew up without much trouble, and as moons passed they grew into fine young warriors known as Lightclaw, Brightmeadow and Darkwing. Unfortunately, a great battle was to arise. Darkwing had grown lustful for power, he wanted to rule over all. He never felt like he truly belonged in BlazeClan for he had wings, rare for other clans besides GaleClan. He had also heard of two unique cats in GaleClan, Lightclaw and Brightmeadow, both of whom could control the weather.
It was Darkwing's wish to join GaleClan and train under Lightclaw and Brightmeadow. While Brightmeadow didn't see much of a problem, Lightclaw told her to reconsider. It was clear to him that Darkwing had ulterior motives for this power, and so he declined Darkwing's request. Angry and seeking revenge, Darkwing concocted a plan to destroy GaleClan and BlazeClan forever.
Darkwing left GaleClan and traveled to HollyClan and MistClan. He promised them that if they fought against GaleClan and BlazeClan, that the two remaining clans would have the whole forest. Earthstar and Froststar, leaders of HollyClan and MistClan, agreed to put aside their differences to fight against the other clans.
Across the borders however, Lightclaw met between his own clan and BlazeClan. He told them that they needn’t fight, that he would free Darkwing from the evil he fell into. Naturally, Darkwing's parents, who were in BlazeClan, felt torn in their duties and they left the clans never to be seen again.
As the day of the Great War began, the clans fought fiercely. As the full moon came out of the horizon, the light shone upon the many dead bodies of the fallen clanmates, the blood glittering off the crystals in the meadow. Very few cats from each clan stood, and in the center of the meadow stood Lightclaw and Darkwing, both bloody from their battle.
The remaining cats stood, frozen in the pawsteps, watching the two great warriors stare off, for they knew that the fate of the clans now rested in their paws. Thunder boomed, lightning flashed, and darkness fell upon them.
Darkwing who controlled darkness, wrapped his shadowy self around Lightclaw, trying to suffocate him, but Lightcalw was nimble and broke free, soaring into the skies. Darkwing pursued him upward. Here, Lightclaw was more powerful. He gathered around him the clouds and stormy skies, enveloping himself in the elements itself. But Darkwing would not give in so easily. He surrounded his own body with shadows, fire, and static.
The final battle was about to end. Flying towards each other with yowls piercing the midnight air, both struck with great ferocity. A chaotic blur of shadows and light surrounded the skies, blinding the cats below, and when the opened their eyes once more they found the two dead bodies of Lightclaw and Darkwing.
The remaining cats yowled in loss and pain, for all that had happened, until a bright light shone over them. It was Lightclaw's spirit. He spoke to the clans of StarClan, and how they had never left the cats. How they were merely quiet, in wait for this destiny to unfold.
“And here, shall be known as Crystal Meadow, and every full moon you shall gather for a night of peace, like our ancestors before us.” His voiced boomed across the valley. The cats all looked at one another, bowing their heads. He called forth the strongest cats from each clan. Flamesong of BlazeClan, Greenleaf of HollyClan, Lilypath of MistClan, and Whitewing, his mother, from GaleClan. He gave each of the cats nine lives, renaming them Flamestar, Greenstar, Lilystar, and Whitestar, leaders of the clans. “But, beware, Darkwing’s spirit lives on. He is in The Dark Forest, a place of never ending torture.” He meowed solemnly. “Now, go forth and begin your lives anew.” He purred. The cats watched as their clanmates bodies disappeared and their souls floated on toward the sky, and some towards the ground.
It was here that the cats looked around one another and renamed the spirits of Lightclaw and Darkwing. Brightmeadow smiled, watching the last bit of her brother's soul disappear. "We shall call him Lightmaster now." then she looked down with troubled eyes, "And the evil will be known as Darkmaster." With their new lives set in motion, each clan disappeared to start their life once again.
