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xxxxxFor many moons, the forest has been filled with loners and rouges. Slowly they started banning together to help each other. It wasn't long before a cat rose to lead these cats to survival. While she was a much older cat, Birch had been fastenating the warriors since they were kits with stories of clans and battles. They trusted her, and she did good by them. She gave her last breath wishing the clan well in its everlasting journey.xxxxxIt has been many many generations since the she-cat passed, and her name is all but forgotten. The clan named themselves after her, and have tried hard to relive in her name. However, somthing is wrong. Medicine cats have been seeing Birch, alsways running from the camp. Most have chased her, but only one has heard her speak... "our clan has fallen. All we can do now is fly"