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trialbbymoonlightrp · 5 months ago
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trialbbymoonlightrp · 6 months ago
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꧁༺New Beginnings༻꧂
After moons of peace, all three leaders have died out at once, their supposed nine lives doing nothing to stop their destruction. With the Clans in a panic wondering if StarClan has forsaken them, three new leaders rise…
Whisperingstar of MireClan
Corvidstar of PrairieClan
and, last but not least,
Cariboustar of BrackenClan
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trialbbymoonlightrp · 6 months ago
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꧁༺The War of the Red-Stained Sky༻꧂
The Beginning of Tensions
The trouble began when MireClan, known for their secretive ways and mastery of the marshes, was accused of stealing prey from BrackenClan’s hunting grounds. BrackenClan patrols found muddy paw prints near the Fogwood Divide, and prey left half-buried beneath the ferns. MireClan denied the accusations, claiming BrackenClan was only looking for an excuse to challenge them. At the same time, PrairieClan, proud and independent, found themselves caught in the conflict. BrackenClan sought their alliance, warning that if MireClan grew bold enough to steal from them, they would steal from PrairieClan next. MireClan, in turn, sent envoys to PrairieClan, urging them to remain neutral and not be drawn into BrackenClan’s paranoia.
For moons, the tension festered. Border patrols grew more aggressive, warriors bore fresh scars, and old rivalries deepened.
It only took a single spark to ignite the war.
The Spark of War
One fateful dusk, a BrackenClan patrol caught a lone MireClan apprentice hunting on their side of the Fogwood Divide. Before the young cat could explain or flee, the BrackenClan warriors attacked, leaving him gravely injured. He managed to drag himself back to his Clan, gasping out his attackers' names before he died. MireClan was outraged. Their leader, Otterstar, demanded justice. When Hawkstar of BrackenClan refused to offer reparations, Otterstar declared that they would take justice into their own claws.
BrackenClan, expecting an immediate attack, called upon PrairieClan’s leader, Windstar, for aid. But PrairieClan hesitated. Though they distrusted MireClan, they did not wish to be dragged into a war that was not their own.
Yet war came for them all.
The Battle at Hollow Oak
On the night when the moon was at its highest, MireClan launched their attack— not on BrackenClan’s heart, but on their borders, striking fast and vanishing like shadows into the fog. BrackenClan fought back fiercely, and soon, the battle spread to the Hollow Oak, where warriors clashed beneath its gnarled branches.
Seeing the chaos, Windstar could remain neutral no longer. He led PrairieClan into the fray, seeking to end the battle before it grew worse— but in doing so, he only deepened the bloodshed. Warriors fought like never before, their cries rising to the heavens. The ground became slick with mud and blood, and for the first time since the Clans had formed, true war ravaged the land.
The Red-Stained Sky
The battle raged until dawn, when a storm gathered over the battlefield. Lightning cracked, and rain began to pour, washing away the blood that stained the earth. Then, as if StarClan itself had spoken, the clouds parted just enough to reveal the sky— tainted red by the rising sun. The leaders, battered and bloodied, called for a ceasefire. As they gazed at the crimson sky, a great unease settled over them.
Was this the wrath of their ancestors?
The Aftermath & The Warrior Code
No Clan had won the battle— only lost. Many warriors had died, and the survivors bore wounds that would never fully heal. Shaken, the leaders met in secret beneath the Hollow Oak and vowed never to allow such a war to happen again. From this battle, some of the first laws of the Warrior Code were forged:
No warrior shall kill another unless necessary.
Borders must be respected, and any disputes must attempt to be resolved through words before claws.
Apprentices are not to be fatally harmed in war.
From that day forth, the memory of the War of the Red-Stained Sky lingered, and though the Clans would battle again in the moons to come,
never again would they see the sky stained so red.
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trialbbymoonlightrp · 6 months ago
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꧁༺The Beginning༻꧂
Long ago, before the Clans were named, the land was wild and untamed. The moors stretched endlessly beneath the sky, the marshes swallowed all who wandered carelessly, and the brambles of the forest grew thick and unyielding. The cats who lived there were loners, rogues, and small groups of kin, each struggling to carve out a life in an unforgiving world.
But change came with the storm.
A great and terrible tempest swept across the land, tearing trees from the earth, flooding the marshes, and flattening the grasslands with its howling fury. The scattered cats had no choice but to seek shelter together, huddling beneath the roots of an ancient fallen tree, their rivalries drowned beneath the endless roar of the wind and rain. When dawn finally broke, the land had been reshaped. The old paths were lost beneath water and debris, hunting grounds had vanished, and the world seemed unfamiliar. The cats who had once fought over scraps of territory now stood together, uncertain of what would come next.
Then, in the heart of the devastation, three cats stepped forward.
The Three Founders
Bracken, the Rooted – A cat as strong as the oak trees, with broad shoulders and an unwavering heart. He had lived in the dense thickets of the forest before the storm, and he vowed to rebuild a home beneath the canopy’s shelter. He gathered those who were strong, those who knew the ways of the trees, and they became BrackenClan, a Clan of fierce warriors who thrived in the shadows of the woods.
Mire, the Silent Watcher – A sleek, dark-furred cat who had once lived alone in the swamps, where the air was thick with mist and danger lurked beneath the waters. She knew the ways of patience, of waiting unseen, and she called to those who could move like ghosts through the reeds. They became MireClan, a Clan of hunters who ruled the marsh with quiet cunning.
Prairie, the Wind’s Chosen – A wiry, long-limbed she-cat with sharp eyes and an untamable spirit. She had lived upon the moor, where the sky stretched forever and the wind carried secrets. She refused to be bound by the past, urging those who loved the open land to run with her. They became PrairieClan, a Clan of swift and wild cats who chased the horizon.
The Pact of the Stormborn
For a time, the three groups fought, struggling to claim what was left of the land. Old grudges resurfaced, and it seemed they would be torn apart once more.
But then came the first sign of StarClan.
One night, as a thick fog rolled over the land, a great tree at the heart of the territory split open with a crack like thunder. Its roots revealed a deep cavern, where the earth shimmered with the light of the stars. There, the three leaders stood side by side, and as they gazed into the glowing stones, the voice of their ancestors whispered through the wind.
"You are no longer wanderers. No longer rogues. The storm has given you new life. Honor the land, honor your kin, and you shall thrive."
It was there that the Clans made their first and greatest pact: The Pact of the Stormborn.
No Clan shall take what is not theirs, for the land belongs to all.
No Clan shall hunt another’s prey, for all must find their own way.
No Clan shall break the bond of the stars, for StarClan watches always.
With these laws, the Clans were born, each ruling their own land, yet forever bound by the storm that had forged them.
And so, BrackenClan took the forests, MireClan claimed the swamps, and PrairieClan ran free across the moors, three Clans— separate,
yet forever entwined in the echoes of the storm.
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trialbbymoonlightrp · 6 months ago
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Trial by Moonlight
A text-based Warrior Cats roleplay Discord server
Welcome to Trial by Moonlight, a text-based Warrior Cats roleplay Discord server. We're always on the lookout for new members to help make our community prosper! This Tumblr blog will be used to promote artwork for our story, and recap lore events! Join us today by clicking here !
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