A/N: Hopefully this has fixed the interactive story problem. Sorry and thanks for the guidance.
Prologue: StarClan will tell the stories
The four Clans live in the beautiful valley of Doe's leap, deer prance over the plains and bears hide in the mountains. A waterfall tumbled down the edge of the cliff and medicine cats gather beneath it to share dreams with StarClan. Cats here experience the freezing leaf-bares and heated green-leaves. A small two-leg village is to the north of the mountains and wild lynxes sometimes merge into the Clans. Even though their landscape is rich in herbs and prey, danger also lurks in the shadows...
GlacierClan:
These cats live in the lower parts of the mountains. They are ferocious fighters and it is believed that living in their cold territory has frozen their hearts. They have a very quick temper and ask questions later. They hunt birds of prey and burrowing mammals. Most of their home is snowy wasteland and their camp is in a large network of caves that they keep a secret. These caves are warm due to the mountain being a sleeping volcano.
PineClan:
These cats are the most nimble of the four. This it to avoid stepping on the pine needles that cover their territory. They hunt small ground mammals and small birds. They are the most intelligent but also rather rude to other clans. Their camp is situated in a large group of trees in the centre of the forest.
HorizonClan:
Not much is known about these strange cats. They live high in the mountains and only leave to go to gatherings and to visit the Starfall. They are very secretive and prefer to keep themselves to their own clan. There are rumours that StarClan lives among them and the Starfall is in their territories.
LakeClan:
The cats of LakeClan were reasonably friendly but their mood could change, just as the tide could. They hunt the fish that swim in the lake all year round. Their camp is located in a group of rocks on the river bank. They have lots of herbs and are very creative.
The mist was thick and murky, and the sky was a shimmering dark blue. Tiny lights dappled the sky and small fluffy clouds littered the night.
The stars turned the grass a light green and a river gurgled happily beside the field.
"Lakestar." A voice called, with a voice like an Owl.
"Horizonstar?" The silver she-cat replied, her blue eyes staring up at and reflecting the stars.
Their shapes were blurred and misty of long forgotten warriors, but their eyes shone bright in the darkness.
Another cat slid softly from the shadows, his fur a dark tabby-striped brown.
"Welcome Pinestar." The she-cat purred, as the tom came to lay beside her.
"My thanks, Lakestar." He murmered, letting his tail drape over the edge of the stream.
"Where is Glacierstar?" The amber tom asked, his whiskers twitching with amusement.
"Late, as usual." Pinestar grinned, crossing his front paws.
"Nope. Just hiding!" A white-grey she-cat called, pouncing forward and prodding him with her paws.
Horizonstar laughed quietly and settled down to wait.
Lakestar let out a gasp; the stream had stopped suddenly, and now their waiting was over. All four cats leapt to their paws and slowly padded to the stream.
A thunder only found in the darkness and fear shall storm the cats and only the ones who bring the sun can find the light.
Glacierstar's eyes widened, "Whatever we have just witnessed, the Clans shall live through it. The Clans will survive if they stand strong. Together."