setting & plot
POSTED ON Feb 22, 2021 17:30:48 GMT
Post by Quartz on Feb 22, 2021 17:30:48 GMT
Our Setting
[attr="class","eleventh"]The Eleventh Hour has no real non-fictional setting. We are in a general fantasy land that allows us to have Bayouclan fighting with alligators, rice growing near the lush jungle of Canopyclan and a wonderful beach themed Tribe. If you have any questions about our general setting please feel free to reach out to a staff member!
Just know that herbs are prey are readily available for all clans, and more info about prey types can be found in our lore section.
Just know that herbs are prey are readily available for all clans, and more info about prey types can be found in our lore section.
Our Plot
[attr="class","eleventh"]For many moons Bayouclan, Canopyclan and The Tribe have lived in peace. But the tides are bringing change. As a wild storm rips through the lands, wind and rain threatens to unearth the cats from their home. But as sudden as it all begins, it stops. And the only strange discovery is a solid white molly that has washed ashore. This molly is alarmingly pregnant, and soon gives birth to a single kit within Tribal lands. The Watchers deem it as a sign, accepting this kit as one of their own...though noting to watch it carefully.
And while the kit grows, the Medicine Cats of the Clans receive a vague message.....
One single soul brought on the tide,
Prepares to shift all of the sides.
Magic once lost has now been found,
Prepare for changes all around.
All is not as it seems,
Listen for us in your dreams.
Questions begin to come forward. And a meeting is called between the clans and the tribe. They ask of any news and if help is needed after the massive storm...only to find out about the single kit born from the mother who washed ashore. Suspicions begin to form.
Soon strange things begin to happen, odd sparkling mists found in Canopyclan, the water behaving strangely in Bayouclan...and the kit comes into it's true power as it reaches Tyro age.
To make things even more strange cats are beginning to feel strange after encountering these odd occurrences. What is the world they knew coming to?
Only time or Starclan will tell.
The Tribe must decide, does this kit hold importance, or utter disaster? And what of these strange occurrences?
And while the kit grows, the Medicine Cats of the Clans receive a vague message.....
One single soul brought on the tide,
Prepares to shift all of the sides.
Magic once lost has now been found,
Prepare for changes all around.
All is not as it seems,
Listen for us in your dreams.
Questions begin to come forward. And a meeting is called between the clans and the tribe. They ask of any news and if help is needed after the massive storm...only to find out about the single kit born from the mother who washed ashore. Suspicions begin to form.
Soon strange things begin to happen, odd sparkling mists found in Canopyclan, the water behaving strangely in Bayouclan...and the kit comes into it's true power as it reaches Tyro age.
To make things even more strange cats are beginning to feel strange after encountering these odd occurrences. What is the world they knew coming to?
Only time or Starclan will tell.
The Tribe must decide, does this kit hold importance, or utter disaster? And what of these strange occurrences?
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