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