The Endless Nights |A Warriors Rp|
Many , many, many moons ago, there was light over all the territories. The sun shone, the sky was a deep blue, and the moon and stars still hung in the sky. But then, out of the blue, the sky fell into a darkness. That same day, the stars began to fall from the skies, creating forest fires, the impact shaking the earth itself. When everything finally became peaceful, THAT is when the true panic started. Cats, scattering about, terrified out of their wits, riots, whole clans being torn apart . Soon, the plants began to die from lack of light, prey also becoming scarce. Many cats died during this period. But the cats pushed through. Adapted. And as did the fauna.. all vegetation grew back, a deep black colour, no longer needing the light to grow. The cats became more adapt night hunters, as did the other animals. Everything started to fall back into place, as if nothing had ever happened. ...well, not everything. A group of cats, the ones most shaken by the Darkness had gone insane, at the beginning fearing the darkness, and seeking out the Craters Of the Fallen stars, later known as Waypoints, which glowed infinitely, and attacking anyone who drew near. Then, they began to fear the light. Despising its glow and retreating deeper into the forest, their clan nameless and rankless, cats doing as they please. Some clans call them the Corrupt, believing they are disgusting creatures .Some clans call them the Clouded, believing that they're not thinking correctly. That they're not bad, just.. scared, confused. Lost.
When the Darkness Fell, Starclan was lost to the cats. An eerie silence greeted anyone who tried to find their Warrior Ancestors. This led many to believe it was something the cats had done. They were right.. but this, was a tale for another time..