by TyrannoTitan » Mon Feb 22, 2010 10:13 pm
"You are right, we were not always here. Farseer Taldeer, the previous Farseer of the clan, led them to this region. Our clan's home before this was not in any danger, but my predecessor was drawn to this place...and the clan followed. The entrance to this cavern didn't exist until recent times, after we had arrived. Strange activity on the cliffs above split the rock and stopped soon after. That, and the boost in our numbers my traveling to this region, made Taldeer a highly praised leader. Her feeling allowed the continued existence of the clan." Ulthwé explained to Shadowsoul first, before turning her head to look at Snowstar, smiling. "You are very observant...a much desired trait." she meowed, nodding. "Yes, many of Novaclan's members enjoy the cool waters of the stream. It also serves a practical purpose; if our pelts are kept clean and free of debris, it is less for our enemies to see or smell. As for scarring...our warriors generally don't give our enemies the time to fight back. I assure you, the cats that are condemned to retribution have no chance of innocence." the she-cat explained, bowing her head slightly.
Silverstripe felt himself smiling as his eyes drifted between the three cats...Fireflower, who he had known since he was a kit, Smokestorm, who had been a friend since they joined the clan...give or take a few snide kittypet comments, and finally Flamesight, who the silver tabby had spent quite some time with...including the complicated business with Windclan.