Current Time

Silverstar smiled lightly, whiskers twitching as the kits bounced around the she-cat's paws. She'd always wanted kits, but couldn't have them. So, she settled with telling stories to them when she had time. Today was a day of relaxation, surprisingly. Everything was calm and not a soul bothered them yet. So, she decided today would be a perfect day for the tale of Nettleclan's beginning.

"Alright, alright.. settle now, dears. It is time.. I tell you the tale of Nettlestar," She finally mewed, getting the kits to settle quickly. They laid down at her paws, trembling in excitement. They were close to camp, in a small hollow she'd found as an apprentice---she deemed this the Hollow of Tales. Since the clan's beginning, the record had been kept here through claw marks. It had been lost, but she and Cherrystar unearthed it. "It began like this..."

In the Past

Silence was settled softly across a forest of maples, dogwoods, and birch. But the most prominent and well known tree of the forest was the Nettle Tree. Twolegs marveled over it, as did all creatures. The cats were no exception. The great Nettle Tree's branches seemed to touch the stars, caressing the moon sky and, at sun high its branches hugged the sun, sharing the warmth the light gave it.

This gave the tree the name of The Tree of Life.

Generations ago, a young she-cat named Nessie left her twolegs to explore her heritage. Her mother said her father had been a loner cat, who lived in the Forest of the Tree of Life. So, Nessie chose to try to follow her fathers' pawsteps, to try to find him. After many many moons of travel, she met many other cats along the way and talked them into joining her. They finally reached the forest after a full season.

The forest was amazing, full of life and prey; beauty untouched by that of even the night sky. The great pioneers settled down camp right where we are now living. Nessie was still restless, having not followed her father's pawsteps completely yet. When they slept in camp that night, she settled in where is now Cherrystar's den and, something amazing happened! She dreamt of cats made of stars, our ancestors-- Starclan! They showed her where Moon's Hearth was and told her she was destined to lead Nettleclan. When she went, she was gifted her nine lives and named Nettlestar, the creator.

Current Time

"Wow! I wanna be just like Nettlestar!" The kits cheered and Silverstar laughed lightly.
"Oh really? Good luck with that." Silverstar purred, touching her nose to each of their heads.

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NettleClan

The Brave And Loyal