- Branch had heard of the five Clans. SkyClan, ThunderClan, ShadowClan, WindClan and RiverClan. He had strayed along their borders as they rested peacefully by the lake. He wanted to make a Clan of his own- with no other Clan to rival him. But he knew there was no space on the lake, and the other Clans would not accept his Clan. And so, Branch began his journey that would last many moons to find plentiful territory. As he padded past the Moonpool, a silver she-cat approached him. She was glossy and sleek, but her ribs showed and she appeared hungry. "Hello," she said, her voice pained. "Greetings." Branch had responded, unnerved by her hunger. "Where are you going?" She had asked him. "To find territory for my new Clan." "A... /Clan/?" She asked, tilting her head in puzzlement. "Like those ones that live by the lake," Branch had explained. "May I come with you?" Branch had paused, wondering if it was a good idea, then nodded. - The mountains appeared so close now, their rounded tips coated in thick layers of snow. Ice, the she-cat he had met back at the lake, followed close behind him. They travelled through the mountains, and after that a large twolegplace with half constructed twoleg dens. Upon passing through, Branch met a young, cream and white coloured tom. They, too, followed them. - After a moon of almost endless wandering, Branch had gathered a good amount of cats for a Clan. Ice, Shell, Kestrel and Ben followed him. As they reached a dip in the ground sheltered from wind and surrounded by forests, they settled. Branch led a patrol to search the territory, and upon heading home, Ice was leaning on his shoulder, bleeding, and Ben was killed. "A fox," he had rasped. Shell raced to help them, with knowledge of herbs. - Ice and Ben were dead. That night, Branch lay sadly in his nest. Maybe making a Clan wasn't a good idea. Everyone was dying. As he sank uneasily into his dreams, he appeared in a starry scape of twinkling, blinding lights. Ice and Ben approached him, and announced him as Branch/star/. When he woke, Branchstar named each of the cats in turn. "Kestrelpaw, and Shellfeather." He announced, pride lighting his gaze. - A gang of loners appeared half a moon later. They were friendly, and starving. Antkit, Nightbreeze, Icedrift, Sorrelblaze, Marbleflash, and Cherryrise were named by Branchstar, and it was almost as if Branchstar had wandered into ThunderClan itself. BranchClan had been founded. But they weren't alone. -
