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| Artist | WolfTales [gallery] |
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| Drawing sessions | 4 |
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Moons ago, the five warrior clans, ThunderClan, WindClan, RiverClan, ShadowClan, and SkyClan were destroyed by a massive storm. A tornado tore through the territories, and a massive forest fire ran through ThunderClan. The cats who were able to escape alive fled. With the remaining cats, StarClan contacted many warriors, even kittypets, to create new clans. If their plan failed, the warrior code may just be lost forever.
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TheSongOfTheStars wrote:Username: TheSongOfTheStars
Name: Willowrot
Gender: male
Age: 2 moons
Rank: kit
Clan: Firelands
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He shook like the dry grass in the wind as he stared up at the vast creature. A wide pair of nostrils, gaping like tunnels, blasted a warm breath over him, nearly bowling the kit over.
"What are you?" Willowrot asked upwards in a tiny voice.
A low watery rumble was the only reply and the beast turned on its thick stock legs, hooves digging into the dust.
"Wait! Where you going?!" Willowrot tottered after them, but he heard Firebee shouting for him to come back.
"But Firbee, I wanted to make friends," the kit protested as his leader caught up to him "...what were they?"
Firebee regarded the slowly retreating beast. The mountainous set of shoulders and the low thick neck. The switch of a tail and collapsing crown of horn.
"It's called a bull. It's a remant of the creatures the twolegs used to raise."
"The twolegs couldn't have tamed that! It's too big!"
She chuckled "They did. For a while anyways."

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