- Jul 8, 2022
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It was strange, the amount of cats that had been arriving to the river territory. They seemed to call themselves Riverclan? Why such a name though? It was a rayjer curious thing and Raccoon was interested in learning more about them. What was bringing them here? Was this something they could join themselves? Or was this some sort of loner group that they banded together? It was uncertain the origin of this 'Riverclan' but there had also been buzz of other such groups- like Shadowclan in the marshes. Windclan in the moorlands, and Thunderclan in the oak wood forest, and even a Skyclan closer to the twoleg place. It was all overwhelming, curious and overwhelming. There was so much going on and Raccoon wasn't sure what to make of it. They had been watching the group for a while, questioning their leader and such, and they found themselves at the river the following day.
The river never seemed to stay the same either, but it was more stable than that of what was happening to the forest. Raccoon sat by the rivers' edge, looking down into the water at their own relfection and seemed to be contemplating things. Clans. What a wild concept. They have heard of rogues and loners living together before, but nothng like this. Nothing that seemed to split the forest into five groups. What would happen to free roaming? Where there going to be borders of some kind? They weren't sure and they didn't seem to like the idea of it anyway.
A small sigh escaped their maw, and they gently poked at the water below. Rippling their relfection a bit and scaring a few fish away from the movement. Would their home be forever changed now? What would happen to them, Caraway and Buck? Where they going to be chased from their home? The thought terrified them. Raccoon had lived by the river for most of their life! How could they just up and leave it? They hoped they wouldn't have to, at least not yet.
The river never seemed to stay the same either, but it was more stable than that of what was happening to the forest. Raccoon sat by the rivers' edge, looking down into the water at their own relfection and seemed to be contemplating things. Clans. What a wild concept. They have heard of rogues and loners living together before, but nothng like this. Nothing that seemed to split the forest into five groups. What would happen to free roaming? Where there going to be borders of some kind? They weren't sure and they didn't seem to like the idea of it anyway.
A small sigh escaped their maw, and they gently poked at the water below. Rippling their relfection a bit and scaring a few fish away from the movement. Would their home be forever changed now? What would happen to them, Caraway and Buck? Where they going to be chased from their home? The thought terrified them. Raccoon had lived by the river for most of their life! How could they just up and leave it? They hoped they wouldn't have to, at least not yet.
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