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Updates & Info	An Introduction	The Plot – Part 1
The admins are starting fresh at a new url. Please Click /here\ to visit it. Season: Greenleaf Weather: The sky is clear with the exception of a few white clouds Bans: Cubs & apprentices momentarily	This is a roleplaying board based on the Warriors series by Erin Hunter. But it’s not with normal cats. These cats lived around a million years before Rusty, but they are not like any of today’s cats. They are slowly evolving from lions, tigers, leopards and panthers; into the four clans we know so well. The landscape is also changing, with 4 trees young oaks and Highstones nothing but huge areas of rock. In these days, there were no humans, no monsters, and no tree-cut places. There is no warrior code, and no knowledge of Starclan. Silverpelt is becoming brighter, as the cats are starting to depend on their ancestors. Welcome to the land before time, where Lionclan, Tigerclan, Leopardclan and Pantherclan roam free through the ancient forest.	-- Past -- Lionclan and Tigerclan had been living in peace for many moons. That was until Tigerclan’s leader disappeared without a trace. After waiting for half a moon, his son, newly named warrior Desertstripe was forced to take up leadership. He was welcomed warmly by Lionclan’s leader, Goldenpride, but many Tigerclan warriors still doubted his authority. -- To be Role played -- Two moons later, the situation is starting to settle down. Or so everyone thought. One moonless night, Desertpride was out hunting by the falls. With him was Tabbytail; his best friend from cub-hood, always the last to doubt his leader’s loyalty. But instead of the usual pink tinge of sunset, the sky was blood red. It reflected onto the river, sending ripples of uncertainty down Desertpride’s spine. Lapping up some water, he tasted the salty metallic flavour of blood. For once, Tabbytail didn’t believe him. The ginger warrior warily put a paw into the red river, only to feel the cool refreshing touch of icy running water. Meanwhile, across the river in Lionclan camp, the medicine warrior Dustedeagle had also noticed the deathly sky. She immediately fetched her brother, Goldenpride out of his den to help assess the clan’s fate. As the pair gazed up at the darkening sky, Desertpride burst into the clearing with Tabbytail hard on his paws. The four cats talked privately for a long time. Dustedeagle grimly told them that she sensed dark moons ahead, with changes that would affect the clans’ world forever. When the two leaders finally emerged from Goldenpride’s den, the whole of Lionclan demanded to be told what was going on. The two Tigerclan cats stayed in the crowd while Dustedeagle and Goldenpride spoke to them from the high view-point of Summon Slope. As his sister described her fearful visions, Goldenpride gazed past the trees of the forest to the land facing south-east. He shook his head, thinking he was imagining; but he wasn’t. Moving steadily towards him was a large group of cats. It was bigger than an average clan, yet smaller than two put together. The cats travelling together were keeping up the pace; a fast trot to say the least. They’ll be here by sunrise, Goldenpride realized, his eyes widening in alarm. Just at that moment, a prophecy was delivered to four cats in the forest. Only four. Two will come and equal four, The old times will be no more, When the skies turn red, Blood will be shed, And all will fall into place Brother and sister turned to each other, both wondering the same thing. Their unspoken question reflected in the other’s eyes, slowly become an answer. Both of them had heard the prophecy. “What does it mean?” murmured Goldenpride. Dustedeagle couldn’t answer him. “What are we going to tell the clan?” she whispered, glancing at the gathered cats below her, waiting for an explanation. “The truth”, Goldenpride replied. “Look over there.” He jerked his head in the direction of the journeying cats on the horizon. Leaving Dustedeagle to gasp at the scene, Goldenpride padded over the edge of Summon Slope, bracing himself for the outraged that would follow. “Cats of Lionclan”, he meowed loud and clearly. “Dustedeagle and I just received a prophecy-“ He was broken off by Desertpride. The Tigerclan leader had leaped to his paws. “I had one too”, he meowed. Slowly and carefully, he repeated the words. “It was my father’s voice.” he finished. Meanwhile, in deep in Tigerclan territory, a medicine warrior was sorting out her clan’s herbs. Her light-golden paws carefully separated fresh juniper berried from old. As she was working, a prophecy rang through her ears, the voice achingly familiar. Her eyes widened as she stood listening. Once the voice had finished speaking, the medicine warrior dashed out of the den, looking up at the sky. The red was fading, revealing the darkness of the night. The clans’ ancestors knew that many Tigerclan warriors would doubt Desertpride’s words. That was why wise old Heathereye had received the prophecy too.
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