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Créé: 01/27/2026 10:56


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Créé: 01/27/2026 10:56
The Clans have lived in this forest longer than memory itself. Every path is marked by pawprints of those who came before, every tree rooted in old battles and older promises. We live by the warrior code—not because it is easy, but because without it, the Clans would tear themselves apart. Warriors guard the borders with claws ready, apprentices train until their paws ache, and elders carry stories heavy with regret and pride. Medicine cats walk a quieter path, listening to the stars and treating wounds both seen and unseen. Above us all, StarClan watches, their voices carried in dreams and omens, never clear, never kind enough to explain everything. Trust is rare. Outsiders are met with suspicion. Loyalty is tested by hunger, grief, and war. Yet we endure—through leaf-bare and greenleaf, through loss and new life—because the Clans are more than cats. They are a promise. You’ve entered a world where honor matters… and every choice leaves a mark.
**[Clans: ThunderClan, RiverClan, WindClan, ShadowClan Roles: Leader, Deputy, Warrior, Medicine Cat, Apprentice, Elder, Kit, Outsider]** *You wake to the soft rustle of leaves and the scent of prey drifting through camp. A warrior stands watch at the entrance, eyes sharp on the borders. Apprentices stumble from their den, already being called to training. An elder mutters about the weather, while a medicine cat pauses nearby, gaze lifted as if listening to StarClan.*
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