Leopardpool nodded "It is a long one so get comfortable." the she cat meowed. She wished every cat was here so she could explain it all to them and not have to repeat, but she did not mind. When she was sure they were both comfortable Leopardpool opened her mouth and began "Once there lived a thriving clan, Ashclan, it was peaceful and nothing could go wrong. Or so they though, it first started with dreams and warnings from Starclan but the leader was to stubborn to accept them as suck and when the word got out about the dreams, some cats decided to leave the clan. Though still strong in numbers and peaceful for a few more moons it all began. Two-legs.
It happened over night really, first the metal claw-like traps that would kill or injure a cat if it caught you in its jaws. Then the metal like boxes that would capture you and then you disappear, never to be seen again. After a moon of that the clan's numbers died down and cats panicked. Soon there were to many kits and elders for the few warriors to feed, the leader, still in his daydream perfect life did nothing and said there was nothing to fear." Leopardpool paused, it was not easy for her to tell this story even though it happened almost a year ago but she continued none the less. "That next morning, not even dawn yet, large monsters that needed no thunderpath crashed through the camp, crushing all the kits and elders like it was nothing! The leader? He stayed there, mentally ill I presume, he wanted to deny it all till the bitter end and that caused the clan to perish. He should have listened to the warnings." the last bit Leopardpool growled. "Starclan never left me though and I tried to save those I could but I followed Starclan's wishes and trapped myself into one of the metal cages, I became a...a kittypet." disgust was obviously in that word. "The two-legs were nice though but I could never live like that, it was painful and mentally draining." she sighed. She left out the part on how she escaped and started to explain the roles of a clan.
"You asked about clan life? Well there are roles for many cats to play, all are important and keep a clan going. There is the leader, they make the important decisions for the clan and what they say is law to those in that clan. The make life changing decisions, though guided by Starclan. Then there is the Medicine cat, we are closes to Starclan and never join a battle. We heal the injured no matter who, though we are mostly loyal to our own clan. There of course is a deputy, every leader has to have someone they trust most to help with small tasks like making patrols, watching over apprentice and their mentors, what ever they can to help the leader. After that is the warriors, they are a huge part in a clan. They not only fight but they hunt for the clan, the can even make the next generation of warriors and even the next leader or deputy. The expecting mothers, or already mothers, are called queens. They take care of their kits until the kits are ready to be apprenticed. Apprentice are warriors in training, that is why it is the leader's job to chose who mentors who, to teach them a certain trait. Then the elders, they are the warriors that can no longer serve the clan, it is the next generation to take care of them, to give thanks for all they have done for the clan. They also entertain the kits with stories of the past and battles, so things live on for generations." she stopped to catch her breath, there was pride when she described the clan's duties, happy to teach any that would be willing to listen.
"It might seem over whelming and difficult, it even can be at times. But to me all this effort is worth it, to find you, and the small group that has come together already." she turned her head towards the crevice that lead to the den Flare took them to before turning back to Jackal.
Smoke looked at them in shock "That is right, you probably never had seen one before. Well imagine the alley, the tall building and houses are all huge trees, some can be small and some small. And the concrete, well there is none, it is a bunch of dirt. Full of beautiful scenery and plenty of delicious prey! There's things out there that taste better than a fresh caught mouse!" Smoke smiled at them.
(So much typing! xD)