Welcome, visitor. Welcome to a forest where four Clans reside in constant competition, where loners and rogues struggle on the sidelines, where the strong are outmaneuvered by the weak and the brave make their own way through will alone. Welcome to a forest where StarClan does not speak, and no cat knows the reason for their silence. In a forest where nothing is certain, the only constant is the will of individuals to survive because every breath could be their last.
When the ancestors they vaunted went silent, there was confusion at first. Then there was panic and fear, unrest and blame. Moons passed without a word from the Clans' starry ancestors, and tensions rose until at last a bloodbath at Fourtrees put an end to the Gathering tradition. Thus began a period of silence between all the Clans of the forest—one which continues to stretch on with no end in sight.
Now StarClan has been silent for a full year, and chaos still reigns. ThunderClan and RiverClan are on the verge of war, and conflict within ShadowClan has split the Clan into two factions—the believers and the rebels. No cat hears from WindClan any more, as they keep to themselves and their so-called prophet, worshipping her in lieu of the ancestors who no-longer offer their guidance. As falling leaves herald the leaf-bare that is on its way, no cat knows what the coming moons will hold for the forest's four Clans.
THUNDERCLAN
SHADOWCLAN
WINDCLAN
RIVERCLAN
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Plague spreads rampantly between two Clans, StoneClan and OakClan, where merely containing the disease is nearly impossible. Forced out of their homes which seem to only be furthering the epidemic, the Clans have joined together and are relocating to avoid the disease. Even the Medicine Cats of these Clans are racking their brains, unable to find out a cure for this fatal disease.
However, disease is not their only threat. SwampClan and EmberClan have sprung upon the chance to snatch the temporarily abandoned territory out from under the wanderers, even hunting down some of the sickly cats and attempting to pick them off one by one. Withholding a cure and attempting to permanently force the Clans out, how will they survive?
It us up to the brave warriors and Medicine Cats to save their Clans now. Will you join the fight for life, or the coup to take it all?