You slip silently through the dew covered undergrowth of a large forest. You've no idea where you are, or how long you have been walking, but your ribs jut from your sides and dew is weaved throughout your pelt, making you uncomfortable and wet. You decide to try hunting. You scent the air and discover a mouse, not far from where you stand, and you make a grave attempt at catching it. A stern voice sounds behind you, "You're not from around here, are you?" You jump up and turn around, fur standing on end. Facing you is a group of cats; you guess the one that was speaking was the silver tabby. "You look a bit worn out." A light brown tabby meows with an amused tone. You can now tell that they're mocking you. You open your mouth to protest, but the silver tabby cuts you off, "Shut your tra-" She is cut off by the brown tabby standing next to her, "Would you like to come with us?" He meows. You now face a great decision; go with these strange cats to who knows where, or stay in the forest by yourself.
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~Table of Contents~- Introduction - - Rules and Forms - - The Warrior Code - - HazeClan Cats - - Territory Overview - - Herb Dictionary - - Extra: Fighting moves -
- Extra: Ceremony List - - Other Information - - News and Updates - - My Forms -