Post by ~.:Firefeather:.~ on May 20, 2013 5:50:26 GMT -6
The full midnight moon shined down on the small island, causing the dew covered grass to shimmer. A rustle in the bushes hailed the arrival of the four Clans, their leaders facing each other with malice in their eyes. The cats of the Clans had meshed on either side, four becoming two, even as storm clouds moved in to cover the moon. Among the ranks, warriors, apprentices, queens, and elders stood, ready to battle. With a war cry, the leaders called the attack, and the peace of generations.
ThunderClan, RiverClan, WindClan, and ShadowClan fought their last that night. From sunrise to sunset, the Great Battle raged on, until no cat was left standing. Few survivors crawled and dragged their way home in the aftermath, leaving behind only kits and untrained apprentices, along with a handful of queens and elders, to forge a new life in the wake of destruction. Will the young and abandoned learn to survive on their own? Or will the Great Journey to the lake have been in vain as the last of the Clans die out?