Post by jade on Apr 6, 2010 17:10:34 GMT -6
THE FOREST WAS NEARLY DEAD. dried leaves and dead trees were everywhere. the sun beat down upon the forest, parching it further, mocking its thirst. prey had scurried far, far away, leaving the forest cats with next to nothing to survive on. whole clans died off, slowly. only four remained, and those that couldn't cling to the warrior code like the rest of them, redeemed the legend of the fireclaw nation, and brought it back to life.
sluggishly, and after weeks over weeks of heavy rains and thunderstorms, the forest seems almost half alive again. dead plants still remain throughout the territories, but things are getting better. prey runs more, though not nearly as much as when the forest was in its glory. the clans are knowledgeable about what is going on outside of themselves; they know what's building up in the old pine forest.
the fireclaw nation know what's happening, too -- murder and battle is on the rise -- and they're the reason.
