LIONCLAN: HOW THEY GOT THEIR MANE
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Sunstar was trekking through the snow yet again. The snow never seemed to let up, even though Leopardclan's and Tigerclan's territory's had no frost at all!
Sunstar stopped when he realized some buffalo were write next to him. He smiled. normally this prey didn't came to Lionclan's grassy savanahs.
He hesitated. Usually Lionclan hunted in groups, not single. but he had to try. The buffalo could feed half the clan, so he had to at least try.
Sunstar crouched down low and drifted through the snow quietly. as soon as he was close enough he jumped.
The buffalo pride was startled, then heaved and snorted and ran away, fast. Sunstar chased after them, and jumped yet again on an elderly buffalo.
The buffalo groaned loudly, and started to buck and jump to get Sunstar off. Sunstar held on to the buffalo's hard skin, and pushed his claws tighter. he smelled blood.
Sunstar clawed his way up the buffalo, leaving behind breaks in the skin of it. finally he got to the neck.
He bit down hard.
The buffalo bellowed, then buckled to its knees and died. Sunstar looked down at his hard-won victory of food. Then he groaned, he had to drag it all the way back.
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He got back to the camp. Sunstar dragged the buffalo to the fresh-kill pile, which contained only a scrawny deer. he laid the buffalo down, and went to the nursery to see
Deerfoot, his mate. The kits were sucking close together, because it was frosty outside. He tripped over all three.
"Hi Thunderkit" Ooof.
"Good day, Larkkit" Trip.
"Hello, Sweetkit." Sprawl.
He finally got to Deerfoot.
"How are the young ones?" He smiled to her.
"Fine, fine. they are cold though, do you have any warm moss?"
"I'll get the fur of the buffalo I killed today." he padded toward the fresh-kill pile and ripped off lots of fur. he returned.
"Here, darling. For you and the kits. I'm going to my den to rest" Sunstar padded into his moss-filled den and curled up to sleep.
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"Sunstar... Sunstar... Sunstar! wake up! starclan knows how to keep your warriors warm!" Sunstar blinked open his eyes and yawned, "yeah, exactly. STARCLAN knows how! it's pointless!" Sunstar rolled his eyes. "listen, Sunstar! We are Starclan! We're here to help!" The Starclan cat rolled her eyes. "you have to use the fur of the buffalo, and in time, you'll grow fur on your neck to ward off the cold." The Starclan cat flicked her ears "so there! now wake up and tell your clan!"
Sunstar jumped up and snapped his eyes open. It took a moment for the message of Starclan to sink in. then he jumped up to the Great Root, that was used for clan meetings.
"All cats old enough to run like the wind come here to meet at the clan Root!"
Cats started gathering at the Great Root and coming out of their dens.
"Starclan has granted us with extra fur to keep us warm! until it can grow in, Starclan told me that we shall gather buffalo fur to sleep in.
Lichenfoot! Snowwhisker! go out and hunt for some buffalo!
Mosschest, Blueclaw! gather the buffalo fur that i just caught and give it to the kits, queens, and elders.
Clan meeting over!"
Sunstar jumped down, satisfied at the idea that his clan would never grow cold ever again.
for now, Lionclan was fine.
The mane of Lionclan grew in, and tigerclan grew jealous, so they started stealing kits. and read "how tigerclan got their stripes" in erin hunter's code of the clans.
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