The Clan

Basic Overview
Long ago there were four thriving Clans called ThunderClan, RiverClan, WindClan and ShadowClan. Generations later, the four Clans have changed, evolved, to become one large group called only the Clan. Known only by the mysterious rumors that surround them, this secret society of cats runs deeper than ever before.

The Dominant Ranks

The Dominants
The Dominants are the four leaders of the Clan, known as the North Dominant, the West Dominant, the East Dominant, and the South Dominant. They are not typical leaders in the sense that they don't even really lead. They are more like dictators that use fear and manipulation to rule the Clan. Each Dominant is a rival to the other, and they are all constantly at war with each other. They are power-hungry tyrants, and it's all just one big political game to them. Although there must always be four of them, the Dominants love to plot the death of their rivals.
The Dominants do not live amongst the Clan cats. Instead, they each have their own separate section of forest to call their own. They each have a camp and some territory that they rule, and only venture into the main Clan territory on very rare occasions.

The Troopers
The Troopers are the Dominant's personal soldiers. They live in the Dominant's camps and protect them, patrolling their Dominant's territory and fighting the other Dominant's troopers in never-ending war for power. There can only be 7 Troopers per Dominant at a time. When a Trooper dies, a cat from the main Clan is selected to take its place.

The Generals
The Generals are the deputies to the Dominants. They are in charge of organizing the Troopers and looking out for the well-being of their Dominant. Each Dominant has one General to do their bidding.

The Heirs
The Heirs are the cats selected to possibly become the next Dominants. Each Dominant may choose as many cats as they like to act as their Heirs, though just because a cat is chosen as an Heir does not mean it will become the next Dominant. When a Dominant retires, it will choose one of its Heirs to take over as the new Dominant. However, if a Dominant dies before choosing an official Heir, the Heirs will be forced to participate in a tournament where they will be made to battle to the death, the last one standing becoming the new Dominant. Whether a cat wants to or not, if it is chosen by a Dominant to become an Heir, it will then move to the Dominant's camp to train in the ways of the Dominants.
Any cat can appeal to a Dominant to become an Heir, but unless a Dominant chooses that cat, it will not become one. Heir's are very well respected cat in Dominant camps for these cats could become future Dominants.

The Main Clan Ranks

The Chief
The Chief is the cat in charge of running the Clan while the Dominants are away. The Chief is more similar to the original Clan leaders than the Dominants. The Chief must lead and protect the Clan. The Chief has two deputies: the Captain and the Colonel. The Chief may have one apprentice to take over his position when he retires or dies.

The Guards
The Guards are cats in charge of protecting the Clan. They patrol the territory and fight for the Clan. There may be an unlimited number of Guards at any time. The Guards report to the Captain.

The Captain
The Captain is the leader of the Guards and one of the deputy's of The Clan. He is in charge of organizing them and reporting to the Chief. He is second to the Chief but equal to the Colonel. When the Chief is unable to run the Clan, the Captain and the Colonel will jointly lead the Clan.

The Hunters
The Hunters are in charge of hunting for the Clan. They gather prey for both the Clan and the Dominants. Usually there will be several hunting patrols, one for each Dominant and one or two for the main Clan. There may be an unlimited number of hunters at any time. The Hunters report to the Colonel.

The Colonel
The Colonel is the leader of the Hunters and one of the deputy's of The Clan. He is in charge of organizing them and reporting to the Chief. He is second to the Chief but equal to the Captain. When the Chief is unable to run the Clan, the Captain and the Colonel will jointly lead the Clan.

The Healers
The Healers are the medicine cats of the Clan. They are in charge of gathering herbs and treating the wounds of the Clan. There may only be 5 official Healers in the Clan at a time, but each Healer is allowed to have one apprentice, although that apprentice will not earn his full name until his mentor retires or dies.
Each Dominant has their own personal Healer who may also have one apprentice. Healers may take a mate and parent kits if they choose to.

The Queens
The Queens are cats who permanently reside in the nursery. They are in charge of looking after the kits until they are apprenticed. A Queen does not need to be a she-cat producing milk, but must be female with or without kits of her own. There may only be 7 Queens at a time. Usually a Queen is a cat who is unable to perform any other duties. For example, if a Guard is injured in battle to the point where she has a permanent limp and can no longer patrol and fight, she may become a Queen instead of moving to the Elder's den.
When a non-Queen she-cat has kits, she will move to the nursery until her kits are weaned. Kits are weaned at an early age so that their mothers may return to their natural duties more quickly.

The Apprentices
Apprentices may choose which duties they want to take on, so long as there are available positions for them. If a kit does not know what it wants to do by the time it is apprenticed, it will be assigned a role according to its talents.

The Kits and the Elders
Like in the original books, kits and elders play the same roles. Kits live in the nursery until they are apprenticed at 6 moons old. Elders live in the elder's den after they retire from their duties. The rest of the Clan looks after and protects these cats.

The Territory
The Clan lives in a dark pine forest that stretches on for miles in every direction. Far away from humans, the Clan rarely come into contact with rogues, loners, kittypets, dogs, and other such animals, although occasionally they will come across a fox or a badger.
The main Clan camp is nestled right in the heart of the forest, surrounded by a thick thorn barrier for protection and large enough to house hundreds of cats. The Clan camp has a main clearing connecting to many winding paths leading to hundreds of dens.
Each Dominant has their own camp and a small stretch of territory. The North Dominant in the north, the West Dominant in the west, and so on.

The Clan Laws
1. The Dominant's word is law.
2. StarClan is absolutely forbidden. The mentioning or worshiping of StarClan is completely illegal. Anyone caught practicing StarClan will be put to death.
3. Cats of the Clan are not allowed to leave the Clan territory, ever. The only exceptions are the Troopers, the Generals, and the Dominants.
4. Clan cats are not allowed to come onto Dominant territory. The only exceptions are the Chief and any hunting parties bringing prey.
5. Every Clan cat must offer their absolute loyalty to the Dominants, even at the cost of their own life.
6. Every full moon all four Dominants, each accompanied by one Trooper, and the Chief will meet at the Boulder, a giant rock nestled deep in the Clan territory. On this night they will discuss what has happened in the last moon, and will share new ideas. This is where all laws will be passed.

North Dominant Laws
1. A cat has no status in the camp until he makes his first kill (of a fellow cat), Healer and Apprentice notwithstanding.
2. This means that Heirs are usually at the bottom of the pyramid who serve as hunters and who must answer to the whims of Dominant, General, and any Trooper.
3. No quarter, no mercy, is to be given in any fight.

East Dominant Laws
1. All choices of mates must be presented before the dominant and approved by him. If any cat is found with a mate not of his choosing they will be put on trial, their mate held prisoner until further notice, or killed.
2. No cat is allowed to leave or enter the Dominant's land without his permission. If any cat is found inside his borders, he or she will be presented to the Dominant and most likely killed. If any of the dominant's cats stray outside of the territory without his permission they will be severely punished, forced to fight against every cat in the camp until they are exhausted and much of their blood has been shed, then held prisoner for at least a moon.
3. The dominant has the right to strip any of his cats of their title for whatever reason and make them fight to earn it back. He may send this cat on a mission to visit a different dominant's camp to spy or he may force them to fight and/or kill someone they love to prove their loyalty.
4. Any and all kits born in the camp must be presented before the dominant within one week of their birth. If this rule is not followed the dominant reserves the rights to kill the kits and cast their mother out of camp as punishment for disobeying, if he so wishes.
6. Any cat from a different Dominants camp found on East land will be taken hostage and put up for ransom. They are to remain alive unless the dominant say otherwise.

West Dominant Laws
1. No cat may speak with any cat from the South Dominant's camp, unless absolutely necessary.
2. Any cat found to have a mate in the South Dominant camp will be stripped of their position, and if this has transpired after the current Dominant earned his/her position, this may be punishable by death. Any kits fathered by a South Dominant cat will be killed immediately.
3. Any cats with family members in the South Dominant camp must sever all contact with these family members and prove their loyalty to the West Dominant.
4. If a South Dominant cat has crossed the border, they must be brought to the West Dominant immediately. If they have no strong reason for trespassing, they will be killed on the spot.
5. Any cat wanting to become a Trooper or Heir must appeal by fighting the General in one-to-one combat. The Dominant, with the help of his/her General, will decide whether that cat is fit for that role.
6. All Troopers of the opposite sex must mate with the Dominant once a moon, to prove their allegiance. All Troopers of the same sex must prove their allegiance once a moon by speaking with the Dominant about everything that has transpired since their last meeting.

South Dominant Laws
1. The South Dominant must have at least one Trooper with her at all times, unless she specifically says otherwise.
2. If the South Dominant requires something of you, no matter how outrageous, you must obey.
3. The South Dominant may take as many mates as she likes and if she chooses a cat, the chosen cat must be the Dominant's mate no matter what. If the cat has a mate already it wont matter and that cat must obey the Dominant. Also the cats of the South camp may have a mate without permission from the Dominant
4. She-cats whose position lies in the South camp expecting kits must allow the South Dominant to name her first kit.

Also, quick description of each group, The Clan is exactly like the original clans only with a lot more cats and different ranks and somewhat different rules. The North is a somewhat tense group, The South is a very relaxed group and the East and West are the most viscous and powerful. The group with the most power at the moment is the East. Also the West and the South have a temporary allegiance against the North and the East.

Omg a spoiler inside a spoiler?? o.O Yup, mind=blown XD

The Clan

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Rogue Clan

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North Dominant Camp

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South Dominant Camp

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East Dominant Camp

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West Dominant Camp

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Season: New-Leaf
Weather: Cloudy, most likely to rain
Allegiances: West and South, North and East
Battles to come: All the Dominant camps will fight in a huge clearing past all the territories (so none of the camps are ruined)
Cause of the Battle: Young messenger from the East stated that there was a nearby rogue group forming and that a cat from the West joined the rogue group. The East and the West dominants got incredibly mad at each other. The North and South dominants had already been mad at each other because of a forbidden love. The North and South picked sides and there will be a war coming. Also Guards in The Clan could be possible backup (meaning that some Guards might have to fight against each other)
I may add to this section later so be sure to check this occasionally!

The rain pelted down mercilessly, landing on a small, fragile she cat. Her pelt was soaked and her face looked sullen. Her ears were pressed back against her head and her once fluffy tail was now streaked with mud. You could even count her rips for, that was how exhausted and starved this she cat was. Muddy, brown, water sloshed at her paws as she raced straight out of the Eastern territory. Adderslash and Swiftheart will be furious but... I have to save the East Dominant Camp! She thought determination sparking up inside of her. Her determination was quickly diminished when she saw a flash of white. The small ginger she cat ducked down into a nearby bush and waited in the shadows holding her breath. The flash of white turned out to be a pure white she cat with the most piercing, ice blue eyes that she had ever seen. Her pelt was magnificent beside the fact that her paws were brown because of the mud. A large smokey grey tom appeared beside her, his eyes a brilliant golden color like the sun. The tom towered over the she cat and the two cats discussed for a moment, their gaze flicking back to the young ginger she cat's hiding spot. Unfortunately, the ginger cat couldn't hear there conversation over the roar of the rain. After what seemed like ages they were gone...
Fear coursed through her veins. Rogues! Right next to our territory! I must warn Adderslash! The ginger she cat crept out of the ferns and shadows and scented the surrounding area to make sure that the trespassers were truly gone. Then she bolted straight back in the direction of camp, her heart was pounding and her head felt like it was spinning. The ginger cat burst into camp and straight toward Adderslash who was relaxing in his den beside Swiftheart. "Foxkit! Where were you! I instructed you as Heir you should stay in camp where your safe. Order people around that's what I do." Adderslash mewed a smirk on his muzzle. Foxkit shook her head, her gaze flicking around camp nervously. "I scented rogues Adderslash!" She mewed fear in her voice. "Foxkit, don't worry we can take care of a few rogues!" Adderslash rumbled rolling onto his side and yawning. His white fangs glittered. How can I get his attention!? Hmm I have an idea... Foxkit pasted a fake, innocent, and frightened look on her face. "Adderslash you don't understand! I saw Echoheart, the West Dominant's Healer with a huge grey tom. Echoheart was telling him secrets about the West and the East! The West is trying to get rid of us using rogues! Please Adderslash you must understand sir!" Foxkit cried her last attempt to get the tom's attention and it indeed got his attention. There was a pause. You could tell Adderslash was thinking and calculating his revenge on the East. His claws dug into the ground and he had sat up from his lazy position. His muscles were tense as if he were about to spring and his amber eyes blazed with a new intensity, one of anger and battle. "I-Is this true my darling?" He asked slowly and finally he looked up at her innocent, and frightened face. She nodded and together Adderslash and Swiftheart got to their paws. "We will prepare for battle. Foxkit. Your incredible. You have an extremely high chance of becoming a Dominant now. Go rest." Foxkit dipped her head and padded out of his den straight toward the Heir's den. She curled up in her nest, her tail tickling her nose slightly. Desperately, she wanted to squeal with happiness but it would give too much away. Her flawless plan had worked and a smirk curled onto her sly muzzle.I'll become an apprentice tomorrow, that's what Adderslash told me yesterday. Since he loves me and treats me like his daughter I'll be trained by none other then THE Dominant. I'll get to fight and after the battle with the West I'll become a warrior and be the best Heir the East Camp has ever seen. I'll be the ruler and everyone will know my beautiful name! Haha and no one will see it coming...

Flamekit yawned and rolled onto her other side facing away from her family. Anger stirred inside her as she heard pawsteps and the sound of her father praising Lionkit. Lionkit this, Lionkit that, how it frustrated her. Hiding her anger she let out a fake yawn. "Hello father!" She mewed happily her dark green eyes shining expectantly. Instead of her father, Redstorm, going head over paws for her all the dark ginger tom did with smile and say, "Oh hi there Flamekit. Er, I was talking to your brother about something very important so will you excuse us?" He said with the same fake manners he always used to win over her mother, Goldensong. Lionkit looked at her apologetically and walked away with Redstorm his golden tail dragging in the dirt behind the small golden tom sadly. Flamekit snarled in frustration ripping her nest to shreds like she often did. Why can't father love me and Honeykit like he loves Lionkit! Whats so special about that tom huh? Yeah he's the only tom in the litter but who cares! If Redstorm thinks I'm weak I'll show him! I'm not weak one bit! There was a stir and she lifted her head to see her best friend and sister Honeykit. Flamekit smiled but she always secretly envied her pretty white fur splashed with a pale golden color and her bright blue eyes. Flamekit however had scruffy, ugly, dark ginger fur with dark green eyes. "Morning Honeykit." Flamekit mewed hiding her anger. Honeykit yawned and got to her paws stretching. "So, did Redstorm even say Good Morning to us? Or did he just leave us to sleep so he can talk to Lionkit?" Honeykit asked sadness in her voice. Flamekit sighed and began cleaning her fur. Her forest green gaze lifted up to Honeykit and her sister's face was filled with sadness and frustration. "He's talking to Lionkit about something important." Flamekit scoffed. Honeykit sighed and for a moment it was silent while the two sisters started to clean their pelts for the day, like they always did. "Well... lets go see whats going on, shall we?" Honeykit suggested shaking out her pelt. The two sisters stepped outside and the sun shined brightly upon them. Squinting Flamekit searched for Lionkit's recognizable golden pelt. "There." The dark ginger she cat whispered heading straight toward her brother. Lionkit pricked his ears and turned to the sound of approaching pawsteps. "Oh, hey guys about earlier-" Before the young golden tom could finish Flamekit snarled her eyes flashed and she growled. "Shut it Lionkit! Just because Redstorm loves you and you think your so good doesn't mean you can just talk all the time got it? Whats so important, Great Lionkit? Well, I'm waiting!" Flamekit growled. "F-Flamekit please don't talk to Lionkit like that." Honeykit whispered resting her tail tip on her sister's shoulder. Flamekit shook her head to Honeykit and turned back to Lionkit expectantly. It looked as if a great weight fell on Lionkit's broad shoulders. His tail was down and the tip was covered in dirt from the golden tom letting it drag on the ground. He sighed and looked into Flamekit's eyes. The ginger kit tried not to flinch from such the intensity, the anger, the sadness and responsibility this tom already had. And he's so young! "I-I have to go meet the Dominants and pick which camp I want to join. Yeah, I'll be treated like royalty but I don't want that! I want to live a normal life and have a mate and kits and not have Dominants watching my every move. One mistake, I'm dead and whichever Dominant I choose I could start a war. Redstorm's thrilled watching his only son become a Heir but... I don't want to be a Heir. I want to be a guard." Flamekit narrowed her eyes. She opened her mouth about to say something when a black tom stalked up to them. His head was low and his eyes were dark and dull with no life. He was... snake-like in a way. "Wow Lionkit. Treated like royalty at 6 moons. Its a new record." He said dryly. And with that he walked away. Just. Like. That. Flamekit turned back to her brother and smirked at his face. It was sad filled with pain and stress. "Good luck kit!" Flamekit squealed happiness bubbling up inside her. Then the young dark ginger she cat raced after the apprentice, Shadowpaw. After all the black tom was very smart and handsome.

After the incident between Flamekit and Lionkit that morning, Honeykit had spent all that afternoon helping her brother and comforting him. She even helped him determine which Dominant he should pick. If Lionkit joined the East, he would be more respected and treated like a Dominant but one wrong move and he'd be dead in seconds. Same with the West but he would most likely be manipulated by the leader. So that left the North and South. "Well, Highstep is really strong and would be like another father. Dawnflare can be really nice and she can be like another mother." Honeykit suggested blinking at her brother innocently. In the dirt, Honeykit had drawn a layout of the territory and had crossed out the East and West. Lionkit let out a soft growl and slashed his claws through the entire drawing. "Honeykit I'm done. I don't want to imagine what life will be like without my family." The broad shouldered, golden tom got to his paws and walked away, his golden tail lashing in irritation. Honeykit sighed, watching him go. "Great and now I'm alone..." She mumbled laying down and resting her head on her paws. "No your not silly!" A cheerful voice mewed beside her. Honeykit looked up to see her best friend Streamkit. She was a beautiful, long-furred, silver and white she cat with ice blue eyes. "Streamkit!" Honeykit cried happily purring and nuzzling her friend affectionately. Streamkit giggled. "Ok, I found the best place ever. If you trust me, follow me." Streamkit mewed ducking down behind some ferns. The she cat flicked her feathery tail in a motion to follow her and the silver she cat's eyes glimmered with excitement. Honeykit giggled and leaped after her friend. They dived into the Nursery and sneaked around the queens to the farthest corner in the Nursery. Streamkit stepped forward and moved away some leaves and moss with her paw. There, a small hole was revealed. If it had been covered it would be almost impossible to find. "Lightningkit and I found this place. Were going to show Mintkit and Stonekit too, maybe keep it a family secret but Honeykit, it's no fun without you." Honeykit purred. "Thank you Streamkit. I'm honored." Honeykit whispered. Streamkit gave a small nod and dove into the tunnel with Honeykit right behind her. It was pitch black and she could sense that the ceiling of dirt above them was actually taller than she'd thought, yet the tunnel was very small and Honeykit could feel her whiskers brush against the sides. The tunnel slightly turned and then started to slowly go up. After a while Honeykit noticed instead of the pitch black darkness of the tunnel it slowly turned to grey and finally, they were out in the sun. The two kits were in an incredible meadow, filled with flowers of every color. The sun shined brighter than ever and instead of the dark, dreary feeling in The Clan or especially the Dominant Camps, it was bright and happy here. "Honeykit do you still believe in StarClan?" Streamkit asked hesitantly. "Of course, I pray to them every night." Honeykit responded gently. Streamkit gave a heavy sigh and led her to pool of water surrounded by brighter flowers. The sun was directly shining on the pool of water. "This is the Moonpool. Lightningkit and I we... we worship StarClan here. Please you can't tell anyone. Not your friends or family. This is our secret, ok?" Streamkit mewed narrowing her ice blue eyes suspiciously. Honeykit nodded. "I would rather die then tell anyone, I promise Streamkit. Streamkit smiled wider then ever before and licked Honeykit's ear. "Thank you." The she cat whispered. They left the pool and began to play, chasing butterflies in the meadow, trying to hunt a mouse, watching the clouds, play fighting, and later when the stars began to shine they talked about StarClan. "My mother and father, Lilypetal and Smokehawk, they worship StarClan." Streamkit mewed. Honeykit nodded. "Same with my mother and father." After that Streamkit went on a little mini rant about how Poppykit and Emberkit didn't believe in StarClan at all and then it was silent as the two she cats enjoyed each other's company. "H-Honeykit, I... I have to tell you a secret. Its as important as this meadow you see." Streamkit mewed rolling onto her side, her ice blue eyes locking with Honeykit's own bright sky blue eyes. "Streamkit, you can tell me anything. I wont tell a soul." Honeykit replied. Streamkit took a deep breath and her body tensed. "Honeykit... I-I-I like you... not as a friend but, more than that. Your so beautiful and I don't know, I've learned all my life to like toms but... I don't. I like you Honeykit." Streamkit looked at Honeykit as if soaking her in. Honeykit eyes widened shock in her normally calm blue eyes. She shifted away slightly and sat up, staring at Streamkit. "Streamkit, I-I can't." Honeykit got to her paws and took a couple paw steps away, shock simply numbing her thoughts. Streamkit, likes me more than a friend? "What do you mean you can't?" Streamkit asked quietly and Honeykit could sense the hurt in the silver and white she cat's voice. "I'm the Cheif's daughter and I'll just be looked down on. Everyone will hate me just because I'm different." Streamkit padded up to her side and placed her tail gently onto Honeykit's shoulder. "That's why it'll be our little secret like this meadow. Lightningkit never has to come back and I wont tell Mintkit, Stonekit, or Flamekit and Lionkit. This will be our place. Everything will be a secret. No one has to know." Streamkit whispered in her ear, her breath tickling her fur. "Can I think about it? Please?" Honeykit asked. It was silent for a moment as Streamkit simply stared at Honeykit. "Of course. Meet me here in this meadow in about 3 days." Honeykit nodded and she padded straight back toward the cave, her mind buzzing. For the next couple days she stared at all the toms trying to picture herself as one of their mates. Trying to picture them as beautiful as Streamkit but none of the toms stood out at all. They were all just... there. As friends. Honeykit decided to look at some of the she cats and most of them were very beautiful. Honeykit even pictured herself with Streamkit the more she thought about it! Do I really like she cats? I can't. Its just not right at all. But... I can't stop my feelings. Streamkit is beautiful. Oh StarClan what do I do?

Lionkit sighed and padded after his father. Redstorm smiled. "I'm go happy, your becoming a Heir son! They already want you as a Heir and they haven't even see you!" His father kept on praising him and Lionkit sighed. "Father I don't want to be a Heir! I want to stay in The Clan!" Redstorm paused for a moment his ears pricking. All of a sudden the dark ginger tom whipped around his eyes full of fury. "Lionkit your becoming a Heir! Don't you see! Your going to be one of the most respected cats in the forest! You'll have new friends and a little competition to keep you going. You should be honored Lionkit. Your never going back to The Clan ok? You'll never see me but you'll be rewarded. You'll be thanking me! You'll see!" Redstorm snarled eyes wild. "Your-your just doing this for yourself... aren't you?" Lionkit whispered taken aback by his father's outburst. Redstorm all of a sudden looked as if a sudden weight was on his shoulders, for they sagged in defeat. "Yes." The leader mumbled eyes dark. Lionkit sighed. "I-I'm never seeing my family again." He whispered waiting for confirmation from Redstorm. "Were leaving Lionkit." Redstorm growled padded on, his head low. "Yes, father." Lionkit mewed slowly looking back at The Clan for the last time