Cats of the Clans

How they Were

Wind whistles through the trees

A squirrel rustles in the brush

Not yet caught by an apprentice

Not yet in an elder's jaws.

Through the bracken

Inside a tunnel

Two warriors share tongues.

One older

One younger

Approached by their medicine cat.

That is

Be it

The life of the clans before the twolegs raged.

Riverclan

Fish in the river

Windclan

Rabbits and hares

Shadowclan

Little creatures

Scurrying along the forest floor

And Thunderclan

An assortment of heroes

Both young and old

Small and big

Apprentices

Warriors

Medicine Cats

Leaders

Elders

Queens

So be it.

Bring rest to the clans.

-from the Grave of the Forest