Post by Lighty on Mar 22, 2008 19:59:43 GMT -5
Short Summary:
Leaders from each Clan receive prophecies foretelling storms of destruction, but after moons of StarClan's silence, they eventually forget. There are more important problems. ThunderClan is going into a "Civil War", while RiverClan is developing population issues. WindClan is continuing to be faithful, but is the weakest of all the Clans, and is dying off sadly. ShadowClan is taking in more and more, harboring "evil".
But the storm draws near. Nobody is paying attention to the signs, except those who are the nearest to StarClan, all the medicine cats and a few outcast warriors.
But lately, StarClan's silence has been questioned. "Where are they? What is happening to them?" Nobody knows. And now, the Clans must face and re-balance the forest, without advice from their warrior ancestors. And, if they don't restore their faith in StarClan, their warrior ancestors may perish altogether. It's up to you now.
One cat alone can't save the forest...
Shadows will fill the forest, while the three start to disappear. The stars are lost to the battle of blood, until the moon shines on the forest equally.
Every single leader gets a sign from StarClan about a storm. A huge storm. Clouds of black move to the grounds of your ancestors.... But the Clans don't take notice. They think it's just one of those regular new-leaf storms. But it isn't.
Instead, ThunderClan and RiverClan are tearing each other apart, fighting over the Sunningrocks-yet again. They grow weak, terribly weak. Specklecloud of ThunderClan dies. It is a big blow for them, since she was one of their best fighters. ThunderClan blames StarClan for everything. And they turn their backs on their starry ancestors.
RiverClan has troubles of their own. The reason they want Sunningrocks is that they need more territory. ThunderClan misunderstood them. They are becoming overpopulated, and their wonderful rivers can't supply enough fish for the mouths. Too many young kits, and only a few warriors to spare isn't a good combo. They are starting to worry too much about themselves, becoming more selfish, and forgetting about StarClan.
Of course, there are a few believers here and there, but not enough to spark hope. WindClan is the only Clan who believe in StarClan anymore, completely, and whole. But then the storm comes. The storm. It scorches their camp, nearly leaving them homeless. StarClan. They despise their ancestors now, and wish that they could wipe the memory of StarClan from the face of the earth. Apart from that, their the only ones who actually want peace, and to restore the balance. But their attempts are feeble.
While ThunderClan and RiverClan are tearing each other apart, and WindClan is too busy trying to make peace with the two rival Clans, ShadowClan thrives from lack of attacks. Many cats are now in ShadowClan, lethal and evil. ShadowClan takes advantage and attacks everyone.
Three Clans cower in fear...
ShadowClan tries to rule the forest, as usual. ThunderClan and RiverClan are at the brim of unraveling their bonds, while WindClan are turning into rogues, who refuse the warrior code, or their own ancestors. Everything is chaos.
Then the faithful RiverClan medicine cat Rainpool has a dream, the few dreams that StarClan sent. StarClan knows about their lack of faith, and they also knows they can trust the medicine cats to convey their message. The only problem is that the leaders are too busy trying to rip each other apart. They don't listen, so the medicine cats take it in their own paws.
In her dream, a single leaf falls, while thunder booms in the background. ThunderClan...they are going to be destroyed! The storm in her dream was the storm that StarClan had mentioned earlier in new-leaf. It was disastrous! She leads the medicine cat group, and they meet at the Moonstone, to try and commune with StarClan. But the storm was upon them. Trees fall, and the Mothermouth is blocked. They have no way to communicate with StarClan!
Losing hope, they try and commune with StarClan within themselves. But it doesn't work. StarClan is cut off from them, except for dreams, and the leaders are only content in seeing the other Clan die...
The forest's balance is gone.
ThunderClan grows weaker and weaker, while ShadowClan grows stronger. Rogues are taking advantage of this, and are boxing in, and helping ShadowClan rule the forest. The forest is not safe.
ThunderClan's med. cat finds out ShadowClan's weakness...
WindClan's med. cat can learn about a way to stop a war....
And ShadowClan's med. cat is the only one who thinks this is a bad idea....
But the Moonstone was their way to communicate with each other, and StarClan. But now that was gone. What can they do? Who would save them?
Rainpool, always faithful, tries to find StarClan in her heart. And she succeeds. Now to save the Clans from total destruction, she has to get everyone to remember StarClan, give them faith and trust, and solve the feud.
Shadows will fill the forest, while the three start to disappear. The stars are lost to the battle of blood, until the moon shines on the forest equally.
The world will never be restored, until the Clans realize their mistake, and trust StarClan again. Can you help?
Leaders from each Clan receive prophecies foretelling storms of destruction, but after moons of StarClan's silence, they eventually forget. There are more important problems. ThunderClan is going into a "Civil War", while RiverClan is developing population issues. WindClan is continuing to be faithful, but is the weakest of all the Clans, and is dying off sadly. ShadowClan is taking in more and more, harboring "evil".
But the storm draws near. Nobody is paying attention to the signs, except those who are the nearest to StarClan, all the medicine cats and a few outcast warriors.
But lately, StarClan's silence has been questioned. "Where are they? What is happening to them?" Nobody knows. And now, the Clans must face and re-balance the forest, without advice from their warrior ancestors. And, if they don't restore their faith in StarClan, their warrior ancestors may perish altogether. It's up to you now.
One cat alone can't save the forest...
Shadows will fill the forest, while the three start to disappear. The stars are lost to the battle of blood, until the moon shines on the forest equally.
Every single leader gets a sign from StarClan about a storm. A huge storm. Clouds of black move to the grounds of your ancestors.... But the Clans don't take notice. They think it's just one of those regular new-leaf storms. But it isn't.
Instead, ThunderClan and RiverClan are tearing each other apart, fighting over the Sunningrocks-yet again. They grow weak, terribly weak. Specklecloud of ThunderClan dies. It is a big blow for them, since she was one of their best fighters. ThunderClan blames StarClan for everything. And they turn their backs on their starry ancestors.
RiverClan has troubles of their own. The reason they want Sunningrocks is that they need more territory. ThunderClan misunderstood them. They are becoming overpopulated, and their wonderful rivers can't supply enough fish for the mouths. Too many young kits, and only a few warriors to spare isn't a good combo. They are starting to worry too much about themselves, becoming more selfish, and forgetting about StarClan.
Of course, there are a few believers here and there, but not enough to spark hope. WindClan is the only Clan who believe in StarClan anymore, completely, and whole. But then the storm comes. The storm. It scorches their camp, nearly leaving them homeless. StarClan. They despise their ancestors now, and wish that they could wipe the memory of StarClan from the face of the earth. Apart from that, their the only ones who actually want peace, and to restore the balance. But their attempts are feeble.
While ThunderClan and RiverClan are tearing each other apart, and WindClan is too busy trying to make peace with the two rival Clans, ShadowClan thrives from lack of attacks. Many cats are now in ShadowClan, lethal and evil. ShadowClan takes advantage and attacks everyone.
Three Clans cower in fear...
ShadowClan tries to rule the forest, as usual. ThunderClan and RiverClan are at the brim of unraveling their bonds, while WindClan are turning into rogues, who refuse the warrior code, or their own ancestors. Everything is chaos.
Then the faithful RiverClan medicine cat Rainpool has a dream, the few dreams that StarClan sent. StarClan knows about their lack of faith, and they also knows they can trust the medicine cats to convey their message. The only problem is that the leaders are too busy trying to rip each other apart. They don't listen, so the medicine cats take it in their own paws.
In her dream, a single leaf falls, while thunder booms in the background. ThunderClan...they are going to be destroyed! The storm in her dream was the storm that StarClan had mentioned earlier in new-leaf. It was disastrous! She leads the medicine cat group, and they meet at the Moonstone, to try and commune with StarClan. But the storm was upon them. Trees fall, and the Mothermouth is blocked. They have no way to communicate with StarClan!
Losing hope, they try and commune with StarClan within themselves. But it doesn't work. StarClan is cut off from them, except for dreams, and the leaders are only content in seeing the other Clan die...
The forest's balance is gone.
ThunderClan grows weaker and weaker, while ShadowClan grows stronger. Rogues are taking advantage of this, and are boxing in, and helping ShadowClan rule the forest. The forest is not safe.
ThunderClan's med. cat finds out ShadowClan's weakness...
WindClan's med. cat can learn about a way to stop a war....
And ShadowClan's med. cat is the only one who thinks this is a bad idea....
But the Moonstone was their way to communicate with each other, and StarClan. But now that was gone. What can they do? Who would save them?
Rainpool, always faithful, tries to find StarClan in her heart. And she succeeds. Now to save the Clans from total destruction, she has to get everyone to remember StarClan, give them faith and trust, and solve the feud.
Shadows will fill the forest, while the three start to disappear. The stars are lost to the battle of blood, until the moon shines on the forest equally.
The world will never be restored, until the Clans realize their mistake, and trust StarClan again. Can you help?
