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Old December 4th, 2016, 01:38 PM
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Tribe of Cats and Loyals of Dogs
Story: As the city became a ghost town, and the twolegs abandoned the their pets, the cats and dogs retreat to the wilderness, where the desert, forest, and river lay. They came in massive amounts, and they divided the land between themselves, and they became the Tribes and Loyals.
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Long ago, before they came to this land they now call home, back where the old territory used to be, the clans didn't exist. it was bands of rogues who fought over prey and territory. Slowly, over time, the fights grew worse, and more bloody, until finally, they met in a great battle, where no cat fought for each other. It was fought in a hollow, in the middle of which sits a dead, fallen tree. They fought for nine whole days and ten long nights. When this battle came to a close, four of the rogues looked around, seeing all of the bodies, blood, and scraps of fur that covered the area. They saw injured and broken cats everywhere they looked. It was then that they decided enough was enough. The four rogues, whose names were Hawk, Fox, River, and Fog, came together and decided that it was time things were handled differently.

As they discussed what they could do, suddenly the hollow was bright with moonlight, and the cats around them seemed to recover from their wounds rapidly. Then, right before their eyes, the fallen cat's souls seemed to lift from their bodies and they all seemed to be made of the moonlight that filled the hollow. As the rest of the cats gathered around the fallen, they began to speak of peace and co-existence between them all, that it was possible if they just tried. Borders would be laid down, rules would be in place, and they would not walk the path alone either, these moonlit cats would walk with them and guide them.

Nearly a moon passed and near everything seemed settled, now was just the matter of who might lead these now four groups. The original four who started to seek a different way were chosen. As a gift from the starry cats for their honorable actions, they were given wings, so that They would be able to shelter their Clans, and they were given nine lives, so they may be first in any battle and last to take fresh kill if need be. Each was given the suffix -wing, to show that they were the leaders of each group. These four groups would come to be known as WhiteHawk-Clan, BlackFox-Clan, HighRiver-Clan, and LowFog-Clan.

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