MOSSCLAN

These are the first cats to arrive here, the ones who were once a huge Clan but since split.

BRANCHCLAN

These are the cats who fled from MossClan when Branch left, forming their own Clan in a nearby woodland and expanding to form a border with their old Clan.

SAGECLAN

When MossClan and BranchClan fought, thse cats fled, then rejoined the territories once tensions were low.

HISTORY
Long ago, there was a young she-cat named Mossfur from a Clan called PineClan. One fateful day in Leafbare, Mossfur had went hunting, and became lost when a blizzard came. She was forced to wander the forest while snow and icy wind buffeted against her, and after nearly two hours of walking, the snow finally lightened enough so she could see. Unfortunately, Mossfur had went outside the borders, and the snowstorm had hidden her tracks so she couldn't get back. Mossfur wandered in a random path, hoping the stars would guide her back home, but it didn't happen. Mossfur roamed for many moons, nearly freezing and starving to death multiple times. Newleaf came and brought prey and plantlife with it, the sun warming Mossfur's back as she continued through the seemingly endless meadows. Mossfur hunted rabbits, field mice, low-flying birds; anything she could. On her journeys, other wandering cats joined her, some looking for a friend and some terrified of being alone. As Greenleaf arrived, Mossfur found a great oak forest, her group (which had grown in numbers greatly) and her settling into a hollow. They made dens and formed walls out of thorn and bracken brush, Mossfur's pride and love for her companions growing with each passing day. She informed them of the Warrior Code and taught them skills only a Clan would know, even convincing some to get warrior names. After moons of living together, Mossfur finally called a meeting, and asked who would like to remain here forever and who would like to stray beyond the borders and move on. Only three or four said they didn't belong among others, everyone else wishing them farewell and good hunting while they left. After, Mossfur said they would become a true Clan now, with a Code and names and the bond of loyalty to bind them together. The gathered cats broke into excited caterwauls, as Mossfur had told them about her old home. They became MossClan and lived in peace for many seasons. But long after Mossstar had passed, two brothers named Lionclaw and Brachpelt both wished to be leader; and Lionclaw was chosen. Branchpelt, enraged, gathered up rouges and loners, and attacked his Clanmates the night of the new moon. Branchpelt and his group lost, but he vowed this wasn't the end, and left. They settled and marked their own territory beside MossClan's, calling themselves BranchClan. The two Clans were silent from one other for a few seasons, patrols avoiding each other when they went near the borders. But, on a hot Greenleaf day, BranchClan had a surprise attack on MossClan. The two Clans went into war, but some cats fled, mostly the cats raising or expecting kits. These cats at first scattered from the territories in terror, but a she-cat named Sagefeather rounded them up and found a quiet cave beside a river to stay safe while the war went on. After three moons, Lionstar and Branchstar met on the full moon, Lionstar begging for peace as both Clans had lost so many cats in the fighting. Branchstar refused, but after a long while of arguing, both finally had an agreement; they would stop fighting, but Lionstar had to give Branchstar his first-born kit. Lionstar knew it was a bad agreement, but couldn't stand loosing his Clan. Branchstar received a patrol with Lionstar's son the next day, as Branchstar had known Lionstar's mate was pregnant. The kit's eyes were still closed, and Branchstar gave him to a queen, saying the kit was now his son. The cats who fled returned shortly after, calling themselves SageClan and making a territory.

And so, the time of the three Clans had began.