Story Lore

An entirely new territory, with entirely new clans. the old clans of the area have long since died out, ravaged by war and hatred in their final moons. Signs from Starclan about their impending end went ignored, and they paid the price for it. In the 30 odd years since their end, two legs have moved in and developed their own community. They've brought along their families and pets, and the local population of feral cats is once again blooming as some kittypets escape or run away. While no trace of the old clans remain save for a few scattered dens in the old territories, the land and wind remember when cats ruled the wilds, and a mysterious call has been heard by many of the cats nearby. No one knows the origin of the invisible force drawing them to the territories outside the twoleg town, but new clans will be forged where the old ones once stood.