Everything seemed dark. The she-kit could hear voices, but couldn't decipher what was being said. She smelt something warm and inviting that made her tongue water. She tried to crawl over to it. Her legs didn't have the power to reach it on her own. Something picked her up by the scruff and carried her over to the scent. She nuzzled around and started to suckle the warm scent. It made her happy and sleep at the same time. She yawned and curled up next to the warm fur that was surrounding her. Two other lumps of fur were curled up next to her also. She snuggled as close as she could to them to keep warm. Her body quivered a little, but eventually fell asleep.
She awoke again and sensed something warm against her fur. It wasn't fur, and when she looked at it was very bright behind her closed eyes. A different scent drifted into her nose as she snuggled closer to the warmth. The voice was that of a tom's and was very comforting. She knew that this tom was someone important. She sniffed in his scent warmly and kept it lingering in her nose.
"Mosskit looks like you. Robinwing they are simply beautiful," the voice made the kit fall back into a sleep like a lullaby. The scent called Robinwing tapped her head with something. Robinwing was the thing giving off warmth. She snuggled closer and listened to it's breathing belly.
After seven days of seeing nothing but darkness, Mosskit was determined to open her eyes. She wanted to see the other scents. There was Robinwing, Foxpelt, Littlekit, Moonkit, Rockkit, and Brightkit. She wanted to know the scents. She fluttered open her eyelids to see an orange she-cat with white strips playing with a silver tom kit and a kit that looked like her. She sniffed the air and recognized that they were Foxpelt, Littlekit, and Moonkit. But, with them moving around she couldn't tell which was which. She watched them a little longer until the silver kit noticed her watching him. He bounded over to her nest and went into a play stance.
"Look Foxpelt! Mosskit opened her eyes and is watching me play!" he opened his mouth in excitement.
"Moonkit, do not scare her. She is only seven days old," Foxpelt told him.
"Okay! Hi! I'm Mookit," he pointed his tail to orange she-kit, "That's my sister Littlekit and the bigger one that looks like her is Foxpelt!" he cheerfully bounded around the den. Mosskit looked around and saw that it was made up of many limbs and roots tied together. Leaves where weaved into it to keep it warm. The entrance was a small hole guarded by sharp thorns. Moonkit waved his tail playfully and pounced around the den. Mosskit turned around to see a beautiful she-cat looking at her. She had leaf green eyes and was tortishell cat. Mosskit remembered the scent called Spottedshadow say she looked like this she-cat. She wondered if really looked that beautiful.
"Well good morning Mosskit, your the first to open your eyes," she smiled.
"R-Robinwing?" she asked. The she-cat nodded. The cat was her mother. She was surprised to. The cat was stunning. She looked around her to see two other kits still sleeping. One was brown cat with black stripes. She sniffed him and recognized that he was Rockkit. She sniffed the other kit who had a tan pelt with faint black spots on him. He was Brightkit. Mosskit looked around the den again to memorize everything. It was a beautiful place. She wanted to know where that hole in the den led to. She got up on her legs like she did while searching for milk. She stepped off the nest and head slowly toward the hole. Her mother sighed and got up. She picked up Mosskit by the scruff and set her back into her nest.
"You must wait until your brothers' have opened their eyes and are adjusted before you can wander outside with Moonkit and Littlekit," she started to purr and gently rubbed her head against Mosskit. Moonkit nodded good-bye teasingly and slipped outside with Littlekit. Moonkit watched with a wondering gaze. She tried to imagine the outside world. Her mind didn't want to pick it up. She sighed and laid her head down. I guess she was going to miss out on all the fun.
1 moon later
It's been one moon since Mosskit had opened her eyes. Her brothers also had opened theirs. She was excited. Robinwing had promised to let them go outside today. Mosskit shook with excitement. She was ready to get out of this cramped place. Jayfeather had entered the den and was taking up a lot of space with her huge belly. Mosskit was wrestling around with Rockkit. They faked fought and tousled around the dirt floor. Brightkit waited in the nest. When they got close enough he pounced right into the middle of the tousle. The boys outnumbered Mosskit, but she was ready. She leaped at Brightkit and shoved him onto Rockkit with her head. Rockkit was just about to pounce when Robinwing picked up Mosskit.
"Alright alright. Time to head outside before you disturb Jayfeather's stomach even more," Robinwing carried Mosskit through the hole. When she slid out Mosskit's eyes widened. It was a huge place. They were in the middle of a hole that slanted downwards. There was a fallen branch that half-hid a cave. The entrance was laced with moss and dropping ferns. A crack in the wall showed a tunnel leading somewhere interesting. Mosskit was ready to find out where it would take her. Near the tallest of the walls were a hill of stones that formed stair-steps to a ledge big enough for two cats with a tunnel near the end. The entrance was covered in lichen. In a far corner was large pile of fresh kill. Mosskit could smell the scent of fresh blood seeping form the kill. It excited her and drove her senses mad. She couldn't understand, but she liked the feeling.
Her mother set her down gently and pushed her ahead. Robinwing laid near the entrance and bathed in the warm sunlight. Mosskit looked around and saw Moonkit speaking to an unfamiliar cat. It was tom with sandy colored fur and a bit of tail of was missing. Mosskit walked slowly over, unsure of the cat. When she crept up Moonkit looked at her with an excited gaze. His tail waved happily and he stood up to greet her. He nuzzled her shoulder and gently pushed her in front of the tom.
"This is Swiftpaw, an apprentice, he was telling me about his hunt," he chuckled. Swiftpaw nodded to her and touched the tip of her tail. She had seen Moonkit's father do this to Foxpelt every time her greeted her. This must be a formal greeting. She nodded back at him.
"Nice to meet you. You must be Mosskit; Moonkit tells me stories of you from time to time," he smiled at her. Then, a white tom with a dark brown tail and amber eyes started to call his name. "We'll have to chat later, my mentor is calling! See ya!" he called and ran off towards the entrance. Moonkit got up and stretched his paws. Mosskit gazed at him and watched him walk off.
She looked around for somewhere to go and noticed the big hole in the wall again. She walked over to it and peeked inside. It had various scents mixed together. Some she had never smelt of. When she walked all the way in a small waterfall trickled into a pool of water in the middle of the cave. Nests behind lichen where emptied and had a stale scent to them. She walked back further to curtain of ferns. She heard a she-cat mumbling to herself.
Mosskit peeked around the ferns and watched the she-cat. She had nimble figure that looked built for agility. She had a white and grey pelt. Some of the grey spots looked like clovers that grew inside the den. The she-cat turned to see Mosskit peeking in. She nodded to her with green eyes.
"Hello Mosskit," she walked over and touched tail tip with her.
"H-How do you know my name?"
"I'm the medicine cat, I know all the kits. I was there when you were born," she walked over to a nest of weeds flattened together. She yawned and watched as Mosskit looked around. "Mosskit, can you do this old cat a favor?" she asked so politely that Mosskit couldn't refuse. she nodded and padded over to sit in front of her. "Voleheart is in the elder's den, the one under the log, she told me earlier that she needed more mouse bile for the elders. Would you be a dear and take it to her?" she asked. Mosskit nodded and followed her nose to a place in the den where leaves and berries were stacked neatly into places in the rock.
"Which one is it?"
"The worst smelling one"
Mosskit used her nose and sniffed out a leaf that smelled terrible. It reeked and stung her sensitive nose. She gently put it in her mouth making sure her tongue didn't touch it. "This one?" she asked.
"Yup, that's the one," she purred in delight and nodded her off. Mosskit went out of the den and headed for the den behind log. When she came close to the entrance it reeked of the foul smelling leaf. She padded inside and found an area just a bit bigger than the nursery. A grey she-cat was pressing the leaf against a white fluffy tom with black legs. She stayed there for a moment and then released the leaf. Something black fell from the toms hair.
"Thank-you Voleheart, that particular tick has been simply bugging me," he crackled. Mosskit sat near the entrance and waited to be noticed. An old ragged grey tom was the first to notice her.
"Another kit? Haven't the other two been here enough? Now I have to deal with three... Oh Silverclan this is just terrible," he moaned. An all black tom with long legs stretched and greeted her.
"Sorry young one, don't be to upset with Sharptongue. His bones are just creaky," he giggled. Mosskit laughed silently as Sharptongue shoved past her in annoyance. Voleheart padded over took the mouse bile from her mouth.
"Thank-you kit. You can leave your mother, Robinwing, is probably worried," Voleheart went over to the black tom and laid him down. She began to search with her nose around his fur. Mosskit padded over and started to do the same. "What are you doing?" she asked.
"Helping. What are we looking for?" she asked.
"On my flank, check my flank for something," he motioned with his tail to the spot. Mosskit moved her nose to his flank and began to search. Something small bumped her nose during her search. She licked the fur away to see a black bump. She looked at it with curiosity. Voleheart took the mousebile and placed it on top of it.
"Push with your paws for a little bit. Then, let off," she showed her how much pressure she should use while doing it. Mosskit copied her and pushed gently onto his flank. After a few moments she let up and the tick fell right off. Mosskit sniffed it curiously. It smelled of the mousebile. She stuck her tongue out in disgust.
"Well... I think I'm going to go back to my den now. Thank-you for showing me how to use the mousebile," she dipped her head and stepped back out into the clearing. Rockkit and Brightkit were talking to a black and white tom near the den. Robinwing was with them chatting and sharing tongues. When Mosskit looked closely she could see their tails entwined. She padded over and sat next to Rockkit. The tom had a familiar scent. It was Spottedshadow. It was her father. This made her eyes light up. She hadn't met him yet.
"Hello," she squeaked. Spottedshadow nodded his head in acknowledgment.
"What is that smell?"
"I was helping Voleheart and the medicine cat with mousebile," she smiled. Spottedshadow didn't look pleased. She wondered why.
"Spending time in the medicine den is a waste of time. Cloverleaf is just a mad old cat. Voleheart would've made a great warrior," he looked disappointed. Mosskit shrank back. It's not like she wanted to be a medicine cat. She just wanted to be useful is all.
"Spottedshadow, do not be harsh with her. She is only a moon old and you act like it's the end of the world because she spent a little time with the elders and the medicine cats," her mother was trying hard to back her up. Mosskit uncurled a little and stared at her father. She always wanted to meet the soothing voice. She didn't expect him to be so mean. When she was younger he always had a friendlier tone. Was he angry with her for some unknown reason? She couldn't figure it out. Spottedshadow just snorted and walked away towards the stepping stones. He slid into the den and didn't return. Robinwing was gazing sadly at the direction he went.
"Alright kittens, time to go in. The sun is leaving us and the moon is beginning to rise. Come along now," she herded the kits inside and set them into the nest one by one. She curled up beside them and they all drifted asleep...
4 moons later
Mosskit watched as Moonkit and Littlekit where getting licked furiously by their mother Foxpelt. Their father Brakenfoot was pacing back and forth in the nursery. Littlekit couldn't stop moving about, while Moonkit stood tall and proud. Mosskit rubbed her head against his chest when Foxpelt was finished. Moonkit's fur got all fuzzy and warm when she was around. Mosskit touched his nose with hers and purred into his chest. When touched his flank with her nose and moved over to praise Littlekit. Jadefeather's kits Longkit and Poppykit were watching with gawking eyes at the older cats.
Foxpelt set the two near the entrance and nosed each one on top of the head. Then, a yowl sounded across the clearing. "Let all cats old enough to venture the territory join beneath the ledge for a clan meeting," called a she-cat. Moonkit and Littlekit moved out of the den entrance quickly. Mosskit, Rockkit, and Brightkit followed behind Robinwing out the entrance. They sat near it as their mother went and sat by their father Spottedshadow. The cat on the ledge was a tan she-cat with blue eyes. On a rock below her was brown haired tom with white spots and yellow eyes.
"Hollystar is so pretty!" exclaimed Brightkit.
"Oh yeah? Well Owlfeather is so much cooler than her. I know he will make a great leader someday!" Rockkit cheered. Mosskit hushed them and told them to pay attiontion when Hollystar is speaking.
Hollystar stood tall and proud. The sun glistened off her tan fur. "It is sad to say that our apprentices have gone down greatly. Although I'm quite pleased today that we will have new apprentices. Although there are only two, we it is still with great pleasure that I do this. In one moon we will have three more great apprentices. Now, I will start with new warriors. Dusttail has told me of Swiftpaw's remarkable apprenticeship. In the name of Silverclan. I pronounce you a warrior. Swiftpaw your new name is now, Swiftrunner!" she called. Swiftrunner stood proudly and purred in excitement. The clan cats cheered his name. When all quieted down Hollystar went on. "Whisperpaw, Longtail has told me a lot of your adventures. It is with great pleasure I grant you your warrior name under the stars of Silverclan. Whisperpaw, from now onwards you will be known as Whisperclaw! You and Swiftrunner will sit in vigil tonight and guard the clan," she nodded and the two walked from the cats and laid by the entrance. "And lastly we have new apprentices! It is with great honor to do this. Moonkit! From today onwards until you become a warrior you will be known as, Moonpaw! Your mentor will be Lionfang! Lionfang I trust that you will guide him with your loyalty to the clan."
Lionfang and Moonpaw walked together to the base of the ledge and touched noses. The clan cheered them on.
"Lastly is Littlekit. Littlekit from today onwards you will be known as Littlepaw! Your mentor shall be Birdflight. Birdflight as your first apprentice, train her well," Hollystar turned and headed straight back to her cave. Owlfeather jumped to the top and started to assign patrols and hunting parties.
Mosskit raced over to Moonpaw. She nuzzled his chest and rubbed her head against his. "Your so lucky Moonpaw! I hope a moon goes by quickly! I'm ready to become an apprentice," she chided. Moonpaw rubbed her back.
"Yeah me to! I'm going to miss being in the same den for a while. I'll save a nest just for you okay?" he happily rubbed his head against hers.
"Alright," she agreed. The sun was dropping and Mosskit was getting sleepy. She walked over to the nursery and slipped inside. Rockkit and Brightkit were wrestling around in it. Mosskit found her spot and curled up into a ball. Her brothers moved around her quietly and played outside the nest to let her sleep.
The next morning Mosskit yawned awake. Her mother was no where to be seen. Mosskit started to panic. She noticed Foxpelt was gone to! She slipped outside the nursery to see what was going on. The day seemed normal. Cats where sitting about minding their own business and sharing tongues. Mosskit raced to the medicine den and sniffed inside. Not there. She peeked quietly into the elder's den where she spent most of her time. She found the apprentices den inside a rock near the entrance. She sniffed inside. Still her mother was gone.
She looked around the clearing and spotted an all black cat slipping into some ferns. Mosskit quietly crept over. She did the same movements that she saw some apprentices doing. She peeked into the ferns to some sleeping warriors. she looked around and saw Robinwing helping Foxpelt with a nest. Mosskit went inside and padded around some sleeping warriors.
"Robinwing, what are you doing?" she asked.
"Oh, Mosskit hello. I was just helping Foxpelt settle back into the warriors den," she chided. Mosskit stuck close to her and watched as warriors started to stretch awake. Some nodded their heads and said good morning. Others just padded out with their tails held high. Mosskit knew that they didn't like her inside their den. When they finished all three cats stepped out together.
"Well Mosskit, I better go to your brothers' before they worry. Watch over camp while I'm gone okay?" she asked. Mosskit nodded and watched the entrance. The black she-cat sat beside her and watched with her.
"So, what are you up to kit?" she asked.
"Who me? I'm watching over camp. Robinwing told me to. By the way, my name is Mosskit not just kit," she looked at the warrior with a cold glare.
"Alright kitten, i'm Ravenheart," she turned her head to look at her and smiled. Mosskit just got up and began to walk away. This time she stood near the apprentices den. But not to close. She didn't want to disturb Moonpaw.
She watched the entrance and sniffed some cats running in. she stood on all fours and extended her claws. Something was wrong and she could feel it in her fur. When the ferns busted open Owlfeather, Lionfang, and Moonpaw all ran into the clearing. Owlfeather began to yell orders while racing into the leader's den. Moonpaw noticed Mosskit and ran up to her.
"Mosskit you have to hide!"
"W-why what's wrong Moonpaw?"
"It's Mountain Clan! They're going to attack now hide!"
Moonpaw grabbed her by the scruff and started to half carry half drag her into the apprentices den. Before he got to the entrance mud colored tom covered in scars leaped into the clearing with many cats following behind. Mosskit looked at the cats in horror. Never in her life had she seen such scary ready to fight looking cats. She crouched behind Moonpaw and watched from under his legs.
"Hollystar! Come out of there immediately you scoundrel!" he yowled. At his call Hollystar slowly walked out of her den. She held her tail high and had a confident look in her eyes. Mosskit watched as one of Mountain Clans' warriors walked over to Moonpaw and got ready for battle. Other cats' began to do the same. they surrounded the den's and got ready to fight the cats.
"What is it this time Scarstar?" she yowled.
"You dare to hunt in our territory!"
"Hunting trees belonged to Cloud Clan first! It was ours when our ancestors arrived! And it will still be ours now! Scarstar! Back down," she hollered. She lowered her tail and all the warriors' watched.
"Never," Scarstar attacked the nearest cat. It was a silver she-cat. The tousled and the other cats followed suit. The black and white tom in front of them smirked at Moonpaw.
"We meet again Moonpaw," he laughed, "protecting your little kit mate?" the cat leaped onto Moonpaw. Mosskit watched helpless as the cats' tousled and hissed at one another. Mosskit watched them and noticed she was studying the toms moves. He would strike with his left paw, dodge, then strike with his right. After knowing this she charged into him. She put her head down and head butted him in his side. The tom had barley moved, but it distracted him. Moonpaw took this chance and clawed the side of his stomach. The cat let out a bellow of pain. He turned and clawed at Mosskit. Mosskit quickly moved to the side and clawed the other side of his stomach with needle sharp claws. The cat let another wail of pain. Moonpaw knocked the big tom over and slashed his face. He put his paw to his neck and got close to his ear.
"Never! Attack Mosskit! Got it Soottail?" he yowled into his ear. The cat nodded and got up quickly and began to run off. Scarstar watched with disbelief. When he turned his head Hollystar leaped on him and rolled him over and ordered him to retreat. His warriors were getting pushed out of camp.
"Fine! You can have your stupid Hunting Trees back! But I swear we will fight again over this! Mountain Clan RETREAT!" he yowled across the clearing. The Mountain Clan cats began to flee from the clearing. Hollystar stood in the middle snorted. She muttered something and headed back up to the ledge.
"All cats who fought today join me beneath the ledge for a clan meeting!" she hollered. Cats from everywhere began to swarm the clearing under the ledge. Mosskit searched hard for her mother. She had no luck. She spotted Spottedshadow and ran over to him.
"Spottedshadow! Where is Robinwing?" she asked.
"She was in the nursery protecting Rockkit and Brightkit. She saw that you were with Moonpaw and knew you were safe. Thank Silver Clan you are my young," he rubbed up against her and licked her fur flat. Mosskit was still worried. She ran to the nursery and shoved herself inside. Jayfeather had escaped with her kits through the secret escape tunnel. Rockkit and Brightkit were standing in the nest with their fur fluffed out. Rockkit had claw marks down the left side of his face. Blood was dripping from the open wound. Brightkit had a torn ear and was bleeding only a little on his flank. Robinwing was behind them bleeding from all sorts of places. Most of her white fur was now covered in red blood.
"What happened?" Mosskit demanded.
"Quietstep sneaked her way inside and attacked us!" Rockkit was still hissing.
"When she attacked Robinwing ordered us to leave, but we helped instead," Brightkit's fur was turning red.
"I'll get Cloverleaf right away!" Mosskit scrambled out the nursery opening and ran straight for the medicine den. Voleheart was treating minor wounds and Cloverleaf was sorting berries and mashing them together.
"Cloverleaf! It's Robinwing! She's hurt really badly and can't move!" Mosskit hollered at the top of her lungs. Cloverleaf immediately stopped what she was doing and grabbed some berries.
"Mosskit, grab those leaves there and those ones there! Try not to get them mixed together," and with that she rushed out the medicine den. Mosskit went to the rock and grabbed leaves in her mouth. She grabbed the other ones and separated them with her tongue. She raced back over to the nursery. When she slipped inside Cloverleaf was smearing berry juice into her mother's wounds. Mosskit set the leaves down in separate piles and padded her flank.
Cloverleaf looked at her and went back to work. She put some cobwebs into the wounds and put crushed up leaves around it carefully.
She ordered Robinwing to chew some leaves. Robinwing chewed slowly but the color was returning to her fur. Mosskit, Rockkit, and Brightkit began licking the drying blood of her fur. She already started to look better than she did. Mosskit was thankful for that.
When Cloverleaf finished, Robinwing looked much better. Cloverleaf helped her up and began to guide her and Rockkit to the Medicine Den. Brightkit and Mosskit laid in the nest alone. The day was only beginning and she was already worn out. Brightkit curled up in his spot and fell asleep. Mosskit curled up beside him and dozed off.
When she woke up Longkit and Poppykit where wrestling around the den. The sun was about mid-day so far. Brightkit wasn't sleeping beside her anymore. She went outside and shivered a little. She hadn't noticed the colder weather until now. Moonpaw was speaking with golden brown tom with brown eyes. This was Brackenfoot. Mosskit watched him quietly. She never thanked him for saving her life this morning. She looked up and saw that the sun was about mid-day. Mosskit traveled to her usual place in the medicine den: however, this time she was visiting Rockkit and Robinwing.
Rockkit was drinking out of the waterfall while Robinwing gently snored. Rockkit looked up at her and pounced on her. "You don't know how happy I am that your alright!" he whispered in excitement trying to not wake their mother. He rubbed his head against hers and purred quietly into her chest. Mosskit purred back and licked his head. The left side of his face was scarred badly. Clam marks went from just above his eye down to his neck. If it got any closer it would have gotten any closer to his neck he just may have bled to death.
"Yes, I am alright. Moonpaw helped me defeat that wretched mouse-brained kitten," Mosskit laughed. She looked to see her brother glaring at her angrily. "What?" she asked. Her voice could barely come out. She had never seen such a serious expression on his face.
"Moonpaw is trouble! Just stay away from that idiot bird-brained fool!" he leaped off her and went into his temporary den. Mosskit didn't what just happened. She just got scolded for being with Moonpaw. This was never a problem before? Why was he acting up now all of the sudden?
Mosskit didn't know what to make of it so she moved over to her mother's nest. He flank was slowly rising and falling in beat. Mosskit could her the light thump of her heart beat while she sat so near her. She curled up next to her mother careful to not touch the new gash that ran along her side. She was about to fall asleep when Cloverleaf nudged her back awake.
"Mosskit please come speak with me further in my den where no cat can listen," he eyes should a begging feeling. Mosskit nodded and slowly got up. She quietly padded further in the den with Cloverleaf and watched her carefully as she slowly laid in her nest of grass. "Come young kit, there is much to discuss."
Mosskit obeyed her command and laid in front of the old she cat to listen to what she had to tell her.
"Rockkit is right to tell about Moonpaw. I have seen a vision from Silverclan about him and I don't want you to get hurt. You must never tell anyone of the vision I am telling you. This is only being said because I believe it is ABOUT you. Last night as I looked into the moon after gathering some herbs it came to me. Blood was falling from the moon and tainting the moss around me. Then, and adder had come and was trying it's hardest to protect the moss from the falling blood. The blood turned to acid and disintegrated into nothing but bones."
"So a snake will try to help?"
"No young one. The bones were that of a tom from the snakes corpse," Cloverleaf looked at the kit in sadness. Such a bloody fate for the young kit. Mosskit couldn't believe what she was hearing. What does Cloverleaf mean by the falling blood from the moon? That could mean anything. Not just Moonpaw. Moonpaw was a good cat. He just saved her from Soottail trying to kill her when Scarstar attacked. They always got along and he never tried to hurt her ever! Mosskit looked stunned at Cloverleaf and bounded from the den. It was a lie! She was lying to Mosskit! She didn't even know any adders. Let alone any cats named with adder. Mosskit ran towards the apprentices den and bounded in.
Littlepaw was dozing away. Moonpaw was sitting in the dim light. Mosskit rushed beside him. Moonpaw was surprised by this act. She never openly leaned on him. She always tried to look big on her own. Mosskit looked helpless curled beside him. He laid his head on her neck and licked the back of her ears gently. She looked so small in this scared state. He didn't know what to say to her. He just quietly let her lay there.
When Mosskit finally awoke from her thinking she turned her head to see Moonpaw still laying over her. He had his tail and head protectively over her. She snuggled closer and listened to his silent breathing. His heart beat seemed to calm her down. Cloverleaf was wrong. She knew Moonpaw was a good cat. But there was this feeling in Mosskit which tried to sway her opinion. What if Moonpaw was trying to drip blood all over the land. What about the adder that melted from the acid into a tom cats bones... Was that even possible? What of the moss that would have been drowned in blood from the moon for not the adder had saved her? This telling was just to suspicious to believe. Mosskit was still to young to understand SilverClans tellings.