Two clans divided. But why? Over the death of a she-cat. But why this she-cat? Let me explain to you, young, adventurous apprentices and little kits. This she-cat was named Strongflight. She was a noble one indeed. She had great speed, strong legs, sharp claws, quiet feet, and a lot of intelligence. She was the deputy of the, what you now call the “united clan” for it was one big clan. They called themselves united. But, nothing can have a big happy ending. She fell in love with an outsider…Night. He lived in a big tree and oftenly went stargazing on a branch with Strongflight. But when Strongflight was expecting kits, she fell deeply ill with green cough. She had two kits. It was three but one did not make it. One was a she and the other was a male. Strongflight spent the next few moons of her life with her kits. But, when her father, Glare-eyes found out, he made a raid against Night. Some cats joined in, others took Nights side. Strongflight was meant to say what was to happen but, as it got colder and colder, Night tried so hard to keep her warm and safe amongst the fighting cats, she died. Night and half the clan including kits and apprentices left the united, Night brought his two kits. With help of many, he formed Flightclan, he buried Strongflight’s body under what is now called “The tree of answer” while the other clan became Trueclan, and that was where the deceased kit had been buried, and where Strongflight’s father was buried. No cat has yet known the truth. So I tell you dear little ones, the story of my great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grandmother.
I found this picture on google, I do not know of the creator of this beautiful drawing but if you do please tell me who it is! This story is told from my elder oc Honestjaw, who is indeed a descanted of Strongflight.
