Introduction

Long ago, there was a noble tribe of strong, brave cats called the Tribe of Sharp Stones. Everything was well, but the leader felt something was off. She didn't feel quite at home in her tribe, and neither did her tribemates. She thought maybe it was the cave they lived in, so she set off one night in search of a home that would somehow seem at home, but what she didn't know was, it wasn't the tribe camp at all. On her journey, she met a clan of cats that went off of such a organized routine that just spoke to her in some way that it inspired her. This clan felt more like home to her than her own tribe did. She stayed in that clan, learned their ways, and reported back to her tribe. They loved the idea. To-Bes became apprentices, the Caveguards and preyhunters became warriors, and they loved these new traditions. This tribe no longer looked up to the Tribe of Endless Hunting. They now looked up to their warrior ancestors in StarClan, and they called themselves EchoClan. Moons turned into years, and years turned into centuries. Present day. It is now Leafbare, and we are loosing more warriors and kits than ever. EchoClan has become desperate.
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