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Larger than usual, the full moon hung high over the clearing, so close that most cats swore that they could touch it. Although no cloud was in sight, the wind blew consistently, sending a chill to pierce each surrounding coat. A large Oak tree soared up into the sky, its tangled branches reaching out to the moon above. Two cats sat perched on a lowly branch, gazing out around the clearing at the beings that surrounded them. They brought news of their rival Clans, and how they fled their territories for reasons unknown to them. It was decided that one Clan would receive the territory of their previously neighbouring Clan, whilst the other would claim the rest. The occasional disapproving mutter echoed through the quiet clearing, some believing that they should follow the other two Clans. But this was how it was to stay, Finch Clan gaining the moor land, and Swallow Clan a rocky fortress.
After many, many seasons, the Clans have almost forgotten of their old rivals, now having adapted to the terrains of the past clans as if their ancestors walked the very same paw steps.
Finch Clan and Swallow Clan share what remains without much interference from two-legs or dogs.
The only problem they have now, is with each other.
Larger than usual, the full moon hung high over the clearing, so close that most cats swore that they could touch it. Although no cloud was in sight, the wind blew consistently, sending a chill to pierce each surrounding coat. A large Oak tree soared up into the sky, its tangled branches reaching out to the moon above. Two cats sat perched on a lowly branch, gazing out around the clearing at the beings that surrounded them. They brought news of their rival Clans, and how they fled their territories for reasons unknown to them. It was decided that one Clan would receive the territory of their previously neighbouring Clan, whilst the other would claim the rest. The occasional disapproving mutter echoed through the quiet clearing, some believing that they should follow the other two Clans. But this was how it was to stay, Finch Clan gaining the moor land, and Swallow Clan a rocky fortress.
After many, many seasons, the Clans have almost forgotten of their old rivals, now having adapted to the terrains of the past clans as if their ancestors walked the very same paw steps.
Finch Clan and Swallow Clan share what remains without much interference from two-legs or dogs.
The only problem they have now, is with each other.